The Heart Has Seen Many Years Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The heart has seen many days
Counting seconds in a heart beat
Pumping hours off its chambers
Ejecting years from its blood stained valves
Breathing the life giving blood
Baptizing the master upstairs
With its river of emotions
And lakes of energy
In a sea of heart beats

The heart has seen many years
Enveloped by a solitary cell
Hiding under the shadows
With its heart beat muted
And a steady rhythm
The ancient art of monks embraced
By the shy heart inside

The heart has seen many years
The turbulent years of youth
With their hormone firing machine guns
The heart was captivated by fear
The fear of a life out of control
Protruding from its bleeding nose
Punched by the overbearing emotional discharge

The heart has seen many years
Wrapped in a cage
Silenced by the chains in its neck
Unable to confront the heart breaker
The bugger who stole the precious love
Stabbing the heart with an emotional knife
Leaving behind a heart broken soul
With the pronounced scars on the face
And a limping ego

The heart has seen many years
The traumatic years of the elderly
With their fragile stamina
And reduced libido
Depressing the heart beat
Exposing the mortal soul
To the elements of age
The curse called Impotence
A Cancerous monster born
In a disease riddled body
Covered by the approaching shadow of death