Heart of Love by Amos Osemwengie

ARTIST'S POEM TO HIS ARTWORK 

HEART OF LOVE

My soul has a cry, my laughter seeks to die.

Broken eyes, rotten scars, bleeding flowers.

Shy face, hurting soul, scary towers.

At last, At last, At last.

At last a chance to be the light.

Wings of love sprinkles from my heart.

Wings of love triggered by my plight.

At least a chance to beat the night.

At least a chance to fly my kite.

For now I know, that to love is to sacrifice