The heart

Written by: Prince Ekpemandu

1.A new heart is not 
given
Hearts are being 
renewed...
Old fragments from the 
past
For a new experience..
Those scars of our fathers
Buried down within us
Trying  to balance the 
present
With horrors of the past...
We then feel the 
rage...tears...joy...and 
laughter
We can not fathom

2.The heart beats only  
to stop
Stops to start all over 
again
Time is not it's master
It chooses it's pace
Slow and steady it beats
Capturing very single 
moment in a beat
So when our heart beats 
it speaks
Words unfamiliar  to the 
ears
Mysteries  to the Mind
But pleasing  to the soul
Words that cannot be 
decipher
Words before time


3.The heart is the 
philosopher's stone
The pot of gold
The pillars of our 
existence
It holds life..
Our intuition...and 
emotion
All embedded within

4.Hearts are pieces of 
the yesterdays
Tiny bits of every soul 
once lived
A hitler and a luther
Every experience ever 
felt
 L?v? ....or hate...
All compressed within 1 
organ...
Guided by rib cages..
Within those cages holds 
the darkest secrets
Untold words,uncanny 
fantasies
Within the it's chambers 
is the tree of life
In it lays the forbidden 
fruit of knowledge