Foolishness

Tremble O Mighty Heart
You are about to fall again
Is it not ironic that
An angel's face does you in?

Broken betrayed and bleeding
You have still remained beating
Sarcasm your shield; Cynicism your sword
Is it not ironic that
A dreamer's talk does you in?

You have always survived O Heart
The hardest blows; the cruelest deals
Is it not Ironic that
A gentle touch... does you in?

So high you soar O Mighty heart
Flying amidst the glory of success
Free atop the louds of ambition
Is it not ironic that
The promise of roots does you in?