Golden Heart-(Day18)

A master piece
They called it
A soul of the people
A reflection of goodness
Is what it used to be
It's kindness and love
Upset and uplifted equally
In the end it exploded
They broke the glass
Tore the heart up
Stomped on its ink
And spit on its remains
The ugliness of envy
Jealousy and greed
With time
It stood tall again
Patched up with gold
Embracing it's cracks
And praising it's scars
A symbol of strength
It became
To all broken hearts
©susann