Harden Heart By LC DeVine@
Cultural forbidden pleasure,
split from conception,
already not fully a part of.
Wildflower plucked and given,
yet rejected by life’s first love,
planted the seed of unloved.
Painful tears watered the first layer
around the life-giver.
The first love’s yells, screams, and beatings
watered the second layer.
Hurt and damaged, but still wanting love’s approval.
Searching for love in the wrong places.
Innocence ripped by a neighbor’s lust,
saved by man’s best friend.
Darkness grew and the layers thickened.
Only a youngster, running from shadows
only to discover the same pain in a trusted half-brother.
The scales harden around the heart.
So much trauma from the drama.
Chasing a falsehood in gangster love.
Under the scales, only a chameleon trying to protect
the sensitive nature life bore him with.
Burden with issues a young child should never face.
Covering the wounds of unloved with people-pleasing
in the hope of gaining first love’s approval.
But never will, because that love, don’t love, nobody!
Self-hatred hardens the heart.
Isolated from the world, tormented in body and mind.
Seeking answers: Why? What? How Come Me?
And Who Am Eye?
Repetitive questions that lead to madness.
Running from divine order, unable to see – Purpose!
Like a trained greyhound,
upon the firing of the gun, and the swinging open of the gate.
Chasing the devil’s white ice,
jumping into the hole
clever as a fox,
but stuck like Brer Rabbit.
Finally, face down in tears like King David.
Crying out to the Holiest of the Holy.
Who answers, “I Got You!”