Half a Heart
We are still the youthful creatures
With hearts that are disturbed by the bleakness
Only acknowledging testimony and what is given
Without noticing the hearts that clarifies disruption
From a meaningless imagination to fictional philosophy
From the vibrant orange smiling throughout the daytime
To the circular block of cheese that illuminates the night sky
The hearts of the guiltless pawns have not yet been filled
Dreaming under a meteor or a meteor shower of destruction
The pitiful pawns showed invisible dread and zero fear
Existing in a playground of building blocks or a wild circus
Fulfilling every moment with worthless activities
Riding the river in the direction the wind glides
Leisurely watching the sand in the hourglass fall
Humming lullabies when the weary doze by pills
Their hearts lack veins and blood that are clueless
Some handled and tamed but always savage inside
With a bare purpose to frolic and to drown in mirth
Nor affection, nor death would they be shaken by
Hence a colourful mind and half a heart dwells
Copyright ©
Anna Li | Year Posted 2016
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