Of Hearts
October 2011 (10th Grade)

Look deep inside.
Who knows what you'll find.
Maybe not the sweetest,
but one of the gentlest
of hearts.
Perhaps torn apart.
Damaged from the War of Love,
but as delicate as a broken-winged dove.
It's not a toy.
Playing with it won't bring you joy.
Though dues have been paid,
it is not over-played.
Rhythm in time,
deep inside,
speaks one of the most unspoken
and broken
of hearts.
Desperate to restart.
Which story will you allow to be told?
The Grinch Heart,
or the Heart of Gold?
Both have a voice,
but which one do I rejoice?
Is it fair to resent?
Grief is not the best present.
To how many does my grief bring bliss?
What is the meaning of this?
Continuing without defeat,
beating to its own beat,
sounds not the wrongest,
but one of the strongest
of hearts.
Oh, how smart.
You think you're clever,
but under that cover,
pounds not the meekest parts,
but one of the weakest of hearts.