So you’ve looked upon the very thing I spoke of before? So you’ve made the effort? You’ve seen this heart of stone and found it wanting? Wanting what? Where’s your answer? Where’s mine? I can’t tell you the right one, but I’ll certainly tell you one:
Alchemist
Songs float around my head
Think of words they’ve said
Lying wide awake
Transmute gold from lead
Many times you are warned
Many times we are torn
Pricking simple sentences
From the base of a thorn
From the heart, a sliver shorn
Ein Herz aus Stein
A heart of stone
Final patch’s been sewn
To hide away the chiseled heart so far from home
Sing your somber songs
Pray upon the peddled pillory
Climb inside the cold confessional
Not so private… not so safe
Between you and He
A bet you’re willing to make?
Challenge must you undertake.
Poems by Sam 