Is there a heart so cold,
That can't be warmed
by a friendly smile?
A heart so hardened,
That it won't be softened
By the tears of a hurt child,
Or a gesture of kindness
From a close friend?

Some say, there is but one Heart,
And when It beats,
It beats for all...
Young and old,
Rich and poor,
Kind and cruel,
Just and unjust,
You and me,
Him and her,
And all the rest.

It keeps the beat
For Everyone!

Perhaps
This Great Drum never stops
It's endless loving beat
Till the last human heart
Is still?

For isn't it we alone, all together,
That makes this Heart
Beat out its song?
What point would there be
To maintain this rhythm
When everyone
Is gone?