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If I become an Angel,
I know just what I want to ‘specialize’ in.
I want to be in heart design,
Mine’s been torn up once again.
I’ll sit down with my Master,
And offer an alternate plan.
It seems the design we’re using today,
Is killing modern man.
Now, I understand that He’s the man,
And what He says, we do.
I just believe I could improve a heart,
With just a change or two.
I’d make the new model bigger,
Just listen, you’ll believe.
And that would make it harder
To wear upon your sleeve.
Then I’d make it out of iron,
Cast in heaven up above.
And that should make it bulletproof,
To slings and arrows of love.
I’d also add some Teflon,
So words of love won’t stick.
And then you’d get over the hurt,
In times that are twice as quick.
Last thing I would want to do,
And here’s where I’d have a ball.
I’d embroider on the chests of some,
“I have NO heart at all.”
But maybe I shouldn’t try to change,
Or invent a heart that’s new.
What makes us grow to what we are,
Is what our heart’s been through.
Emotions. Yeah, that’s it.
Angel in charge of emotions…..
- WindDancer - |
