the way to my heart

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    the way to my heart

    I can’t be bought with chocolate or flowers,

    I can’t be wooed with money or powers.

    I can’t be controlled by a needy man,

    I can’t be inferior that’s not God’s plan.

     

    The way to my heart is ruff and ragged,

    The path is narrow, steep and jagged.

    I will not be caught settling for less,

    Then fancy cars and a diamond dress.

    I will not conform to that old fable,

    That women are only house work able.

     

    I do not cook, I admit,

     But that doesn’t mean I am not equip

    Measure me! Do you find me wanting?

    I have God and that is something.

     

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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