This Human Heart
My brother is buried at Arlington National Cemetery. I still remember that day
His Human Heart
He laid red rose upon white casket
Tears were hidden behind dark glasses
People are such righteous asses
This question I just had to ask it
A wounded heart will not outlast it
This human life quickly passes
This human dream was love’s excess
Why was his love so very wrong?
Gender doesn’t really matter
Human dreams are still shattered
He laid red rose upon white casket
Was their love so very wrong?
The question I just had to ask it
His human heart still sang love’s song.<>
Copyright © Linda Barr | Year Posted 2012
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