The Heart Poem by Elias Ng'ang'a K.

The heart


If I could climb up the highest mountain
I would blow the trumpet of joy
and look down on the valleys of glory.
If I could gain that substance
called money,
I would wash my feet with it.
wrap myself and splash it upon
my associates.
I would make every knee bow
and every ant wow.
If I had unfeasible power,
Maybe I would choke lives out of
big heads officers of the law..

And then I would cry out
at what a mistake I am.
How all the good of world
doesn't pay.
For there is no way to live
no any other way to be
than to do good to mankind
for the sake
of how good doing good is.
How lovely it is to love someone.
and how just it is to be just.

For a man as huge
as an elephant and
powerful as a lion
can only be measured
by the size of
his heart.