If only my heart was gold,
Maybe, I'd be so precious to you
That so dearly you'd hold
And never let go.
For our love would have been mystery —unknown

If only my heart was gold,
You'd have left me —heartless
And just as you always say of men,
I'd also sing with bitterness,
"all women are the same".

But my heart is not gold,
So through every broken piece,
I'll always find peace in a whole.

By Abdulmalik Jibril