The Heart

The Heart


How do you judge a heart, to be good or bad, honorable or in love,
Actions speak louder than words, words that can lie and tear down,
Piercing and stabbing like a dart, then flying away on wings of doves,
Curses that bring a man to his knees, waiting for the pieces to be found.

How do you judge a heart, from the left or right, the inside out,
Laws and rule are meant to be broken, judgments sent to pay the price,
Imprisonment behind deep dark walls, no one can hear the screams and shouts,
Keys are thrown away, time is spent in a cell of ice.

How do you judge a heart, by the yearning caused, or the tears come down,
The show must go on, the work continues to come and go,
Disappearing and hiding in worlds created, daydreaming the night around,
The desk keeps piling higher on, tap dancing way to put on a good show.

How do you judge a heart, with gifts given, candles and dinners made,
Is it what you say loud enough, spoken in to life and grace,
Is it how you act within the bounds, the game will be over and fade,
Is it the amount of work done, it will all soon become waste.