Heart Not So Smart Poem by John Sensele

Heart, why do you bother to love so soon?
Makes no sense in essence to convince them all's well
When your insane brain sustains pain from the goon
Although in the long run it's hard to tell for him you fell.

Heart, why do you bother to care when it's so unfair?
Makes no sense in essence to convince them he loves you
When acts, facts and pacts don't play fair
Although in the long run it's hard to deny you a candid clue.

Heart, why do you bother to beat at his feet?
Makes no sense in essence to convince cohorts it's cosy
When attitude, altitude and habitude no longer fit
Although in the long run it's hard to deny life isn't rosy.

Heart, why do you bother to dial his number?
Makes no sense in essence to convince comrades it's comfortable
When pain, strain and sprain in your brain can't slumber
Although in the long run it's hard to deny he's despicable and detestable.