Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Questions of the Heart

Questions of the Heart 
by Marianne Liaw

The heart is a fragile things indeed 
One gentle prick may cause it to bleed
If it is subjected to hurt again and again
Could it possibly endure this intolerable pain? 

Is there no antidote, no potent cure? 
Can a heart that is tainted ever be made pure? 
Can past grievances be forgotten and completely erased? 
Can the scars of the past disappear without a trace?

If a heart has been wounded, is there any relief?
Is there any escape from fear, sorrow or grief?
If one has been subjected to such ruthless betrayal
can he still trust that love will prevail?

A heart that lies bruised and broken
From painful words that have been carelessly spoken
Shattered into innumerable pieces
All scattered about in a million pieces 

But believe these words for they are true
O wretched heart, there is hope yet for you
For though all else may eventually pass away
True love will persevere at the end of the day

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