We of the Open Heart

we of the open heart I thought poetry came from the mind through the heart. Perhaps I am wrong. Too dreamy eyed existing in my own world of loving kindness and innate good in all. Perhaps to maintain this world, I have had to withdraw further and further from humankind. (funny term is it not?) I refuse to stop being me. So I take the responsibility for the painful consequences. We who live from the heart know the risk and do not blame ourselves for the occasional negative response of being used we believe in innate good. It is a most fowl sin to abuse loving people treating their openheartedness as a weakness of which they can take advantage. That is the transgressors responsibility. By no means believe that we are weak or helpless because after you have finished abusing listen carefully ....and hear us roar.