Human Heart - Poem by DUROJAIYE ADEBOYE
O! Heart, why are thy wicked?
Why is thy born evil?
Why is thy thought and imaginations sinful?
Is it because you are born out of the tree in the garden
And as tasted the ways and mysteries of the apple
Because everyone is your victim
You deceive, kill and destroy
You have been our life and our doom
Your parts are corny and stunned in nature
Darken in light and denying the truth of it
You brought to your bearer more pain and no gain
And worst of all you cant be known
Like they say, life does not forgive so as you
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