A Fragile Accord

Life gives us an umbilical cord Feeding us from our mother’s womb Until the day we are born When the cord is cut And the stump remains Until it shrinks into a small pit Sometimes a mound of flesh A forgotten source of life Permanently imprinted On our belly Life gives us a heart A sacred womb full of emotional pearls The chemical twins of emotions Growing in our hearts The first in line is love Or sometimes hate Love is oozed from our mother’s breast The warmness of her eyes Love is born out of love Hate is dished by every slap on the cheek Permanently embroidered in our hearts Only to suffice in times of need When wounds are reaped open And the heart is a raging river of emotions The flood of hate wreaks havoc To the unsuspecting souls Hate is born out of abuse The silent child with those innocent tears Screams in pain as hate is transplanted Surgically embedded within their hearts Hate is a chemical monster with many roots Submerged in the deepest end of the chemical sea Love will turn away The raging storm of hate for a while And keep the black clouds at bay Until the rupturing eyes Pours out a tear And hate is reborn Out of the depth of an emotional wasteland Love is born out of love