Cynical Poem by Brian Merski

Too many have I seen
Trapped within such bitter ice
So cold it cannot ever melt
Though bathed in warmth of paradise,
they do not share the joy I've felt
Oh!
To see a kind heart start to rust-
form a frozen, cruel, crust
Too proud to ever make amends,
and brittle when the world bends
To see it blind to many friends
On which its life and joy depends
And while that shell does fail to mend
It does prevent the love I send
Truly is it clinical,
To be so very cynical.