A PURPLE HEART

Written by: Elliott Bowe THe DrUnKeN POeT

Once in a while

I rest my hand 
over my chest 
over my heart ~ BAA DoooM BAA DoooM BAA DoooM
to feel its song 
to feel its beats
to contemplate
 how it never 
   failed me
     for all 
     these 
     years  

    after 
         eating  
               greasy 
                      chicken
                         burgers 
                                 and fries

never 
       eating
             enough 
                  vegetables 
                            or drinking 
                                    enough
                                           water
 



but it still beats~BAA DoooM BAA DoooM BAA DoooM



it still sings though I feed it more bad than
good,it still rejoices THAT IS LOVE ,a love 
we seldom feed our hearts, a love we 
seldom feed each other. 


Come on lets count our heat beats a little more~BAA DoooM BAA DoooM BAA DoooM