Filthy Heart

Pluck out that shrinking heart,
Smaller than the pea,
Filled with much filth,
Enough to banish the world,
Made the eyes burn,
With jealousy in all it saw,
Fill the brain with false consciousness..

Scrub it with all one's might,
The stubborn slime keep building,
Even the freshest skin will rot,
With such disgusting secretion,
Stab it with a knife,
Even the sturdy metal cracks,

Throw it to the Sun God,
Dry and warm,
Ashes, transform it not,
But to a heart of gold,
Then only should it return,
To that empty body again...