The heart of a man
The heart, Deep are it's thoughts Sweet are it's wants. But treacherous it is, And deception it breeds. Though in it evil abounds, Therein lies a voice that demands. Untamed goes wild, Trained stays right, Guiding the feet of man. "No, no" it says, "No, do not go" it pleads, Pressing on to it's demands. Untrained, shifts to it's wild demands. "I have been thought man says", Yet his heart untrained, To the opposite strays. The heart, tricky are it's ways, Mysterious it's path.