O' heart, I wonder how you can store so many different emotions of ours in just thy four puny chambers while pumping away the liquid of life
O' heart in you we discover love but side by side you can harbour hate In you we find the emotion of happiness but side by side you simmer rage!
When you cease to beat many plans you thwart May God protect the precious heart.
And while some O' heart you hold dear some make you skip a beat in fear!
O' heart but we find in you as well the vile emotion of jealousy Such a potpourri of emotions in you dwell Help filter out any wrong ones for me!
A mere four chambers indeed, but spacious are they Invite therein whomsoever in the world you may
But in the end forget not to reserve atleast a single chamber for its Creator, to preserve The creator of hearts More than that deserves.