Heathen Heart

Heathen Heart

By Jacky Veidy Heyke

live...
hear yea, o heathen heart
live...

made no raise
lying under pave
troubles by fake
yowl by the face in the bowl
no late but breath

awake...
hear yea, o heathen heart
awake...

made no tears
exposed through eyes
vanish by fate
brawl by the tongue in the prowl
no fast but spread

shout...
hear yea, o heathen heart
shout...

made no tease
conquer the ears
wipe out the fact
crawl the heart by the scowl
no rate but state

should I put any under the shoot
without deny the root of fault

o leave the leaves in the breeze
soul flying down…
disappeared after dawn

but…
it will come again in the midst of darkness..

taste...
hear yea, o heathen heart
taste...

the bitter of sin…

the eyes glowing by the tears
the sight blurred, ‘cannot see

But thy heart live o heathen heart

Medan, June 16, 2006 (completed)