The Heart
The heart of man
Can one amend?
The heart of man
Was made by God
But ruled by man
It can be hard
As a rock
It can be soft
As a sponge
Some times it flows
As a river
Some times it breaks
As a glass
It even directs
As a compass
More so, it speaks
As a man
It sometimes sinks
As a ship
The heart can beat
As a drum
Most times, it acts
As an Actor
It can be deceitful
It can be cunning
Some times it’s joyful
When it’s not mourning
The heart of man
Is the man himself
Above all the heart can do
The most of all
I’m glad it does
Is to love and be loved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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