Hated the Heartless

Where is your heart now brothers?

Does it hide in the crevices and shadows,

Waiting for the right moment or minute?

 

Where is your heart now family?

Is it hidden in cowardice or the sad drape of pride,

Or is it frozen still sleeping deeply imbibed?

 

Where is your heart now for family and foe?

Does it shrug and shy at ideas of compassion,

Or when times of despair are near;

Or when it knows that hurt will come?

 

Where is your heart for YOUR brother,

As he lays on death’s doorstep,

Cancer coursing corrosively,

through heart, through flesh, through body and soul,

As he wanes and withers as life burns the last toll?

 

Does it imagine good times in order to forget,

Is it so afraid to hurt that it will deny feeling that, but regret,

Where is your heart?

WHERE IS IT?

 

Does it so fear guilt and despair that it will cower

And cripple and fumble and fight,

That most human thing called,

Love?

Reviews

[RRai]

What a wonderful poem, Deon. Take the gloves off, stop messing around, and let's get right to it, brothers, family, friends! Hold their feet to the fire and make them return the favor, until we're all a bit more grizzled and all know what it feels like. Where is your heart, Deon? I think I know, it's in the right place! Well done.

[Deon Visser]

Thanks for the praise, and I look forward to reading some of your new writing!

[xDalliance]

Wow. Rings the truth in every sentence. Amazing poem. I'm rendered speechless.