“The Heart That Lies”
Don’t trust the heart that sweetly cries,
It dresses up the truth in lies.
It swears it feels what must be right,
But sells you darkness dressed as light.
The ego whispers, calm and wise,
“I know the way—just close your eyes.”
It points to feelings, warm and deep,
Then robs the work while you still sleep.
A burning chest, a trembling tear,
Is not a sign the truth is near.
The liar lives in holy tone,
Convincing you you’re not alone.
The heart was built to want, not see,
It bends the law to serve the “me.”
Without a screen, without a guide,
It takes the reins and calls it pride.
The friends are where the truth is weighed,
Not in the storms the ego made.
Above the heart, above its cry,
Faith walks where feelings fear to try.
I don’t erase the heart’s desire,
I bind it to a higher fire.
Not what I feel decides my way,
But what we build from day to day.
So let the lying heart complain,
Let ego scream and pull the chain.
I ride with faith, not inner noise,
The Ten decide—not fleeting joys.
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