Hiding the Face, What About the Heart
HIDING THE FACE, WHAT ABOUT THE HEART
They say the eyes are our window to the outside world
After a while, more like a camera
The two balls are the shutter open
The mind as the camera man
The heart, where the video is stored, as raw as it
Just because them balls view the world out there
We turn to think the one in control is the face
With the head, so we think
For he can manipulate what we view
What we say and hear, what we lead ourselves into
That is why we become shy to say what’s in the heart
Thou the mind sayeth not the heart
That is why we think by maintaining a rigid posture, we intimidate
Whilst the heart is burning down there
Why Judas be thou deceiveth me with thy kiss
For I know thy heart not thine face,
Oh son of Adam, why hideth thy face, what about thy heart
AUTHOR NEO MASETLANE
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