“Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak and remove all doubt.” Abraham Lincoln
Look, all I do is beat.
I’m a pump.
Nothing more, nothing less.
I squeeze…blood moves.
Don’t go putting work ethic on me.
I’m no metaphor for your motivational tricks.
I do my job.
I am a heart.
Through and through.
I keep going until I can’t,
So don’t lump me in with persistence and resilience.
They’re nothing but constructs
That show nothing.
I’m a heart, a pump, muscle,
The thing that keeps you alive.
So don’t cheapen my worth
With games when kids can get to the ball,
Or when politicians can’t do what’s right.
Hearts always hustle.
Hearts always pump.
We do what we do because we must.
Leave the shoulds to some other organ.
Better, yet, make all of your little invisible intangibles
The property of the brain.
Hearts care little for thought.