God Gave Me A Heart Poem by Gengis Capote

Was on a night as this
Papa carve me a new heart
knife would carve meticulously
emancipating to atmosphere
multitudes of painful splinters.

Painful agony shed my tears
ruining a fresh painted face
{bloody murder red is the color of my face}
death was my heart in the making
as Papa stab through circle of years
axed and chopped as the wood pecker on my birth tree.

Head immobile on grip-of-vice
mind nimble with thought just as now...ha-ha
{Pinocchio laughs at you in the glass screen}
was first reaction after previous composition.

Brain was provided last week
today is my heart and all the emotions I never had
tears and pain signed the inauguration of excellent performance
surety adequately stated on the puddle
of red paint and splinters mounting up on the floor.

Just as this night Papa hammer three nails
holding heart in place and spoke to me
you will live forever and never die...ha-ha
{Pinocchio laughs inside never to Papa to inappropriate}
I think he meant well as he padded my back.

Soon you'll be ready to feel and know my sorrows
You well learn to love a perfect day
and curse your birthday on a bad one
You will feel the wind in your heart
and the misery in your aching hands.

I've given you this heart said Papa'
because I love you and wish you to know'
the heart of a tree has all the emotions needed
and the human history of a century.