Love Poem: Some Men With Broken Hearts
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Written by: David Smalling

Some Men With Broken Hearts

Some men with broken hearts faint
To never trust nor hope still
I, a withered plant, found life
Again after drought

Parched through howling dust of years
The land disfigured my root
I bore but sparse, rough, gnarled fruits
Borne away in chains

Of chest crackling winds. What dew
Was there was only mercy
Enough for groaning branches
Of a tree to wait

The overhanging clouds death
Its white demure face blackened
With pregnant cells for joy
Faith lives for the rain

Mere desire becomes dust soon
In the lynching rays of sun
But true love nothing ruins, time
Docks hearts where they pine

So cloud and ship yet you come
Wet with cargoes of my dream
Bringing cargoes fresh of life
Loving me again

Some men with broken hearts faint
Yet true love in all abuse
Hopes and never dies. Lord, teach
All men to believe