The Human Heart Poem by M. Bloom

The human heart is not that fragile.
It is human after all, and humans
ARE above all else!
Above the worms that can be cut
Over and over again
With one of its hearts intact,
Wriggling its limp, unsettling frame
Back to its muddpuddle home-
Above the horses that can run
Until their hearts explode
From sheer exhiliration,
Their confidence,
And resilience-
And above the loner
That tries to cauterize the wound
Within his chest
With hopes he can mend the hole.
Yes, the human heart is not that fragile
As long as we remember who we are
And keep the sutures
On the nightstand
While the tears lull us to sleep.