The heart is in constant conflict with the mind
Not like two peas in a pod
To forgive, or not to
To let go, or to cling to upsetting memories
An endless tussle within you
Mama Hen cries hysterically when a Hawk makes her Chick its meal
She too spares no thought in gulping down a cloud of Grasshoppers
It’s easier to remember the wrongs done to you.