Monday, August 15, 2011
A Manly Heart
The manly heart carries gold and silver,
One shines and the other slivers;
The jewels, the diamonds, the happiness, the pains,
Were all kept to the heart.
And nights may travel in strong confusion,
For women there are strong years,
For men there is fair weather and stings,
The memories of our behaviour may live.
Hours of confusion, days of affliction,
Tear into our bowels as we swill our water;
Boiling liquid of the same strength
Dives into the bellies of the juicy soul.
And emotions, once as strange as success,
Float softly in our souls of learning,
Confusion crept on this man I am,
Woe dissolved me, woe descried my being.