Your heart !
by Okasha Naqvi, 13, New Jersey

To love,
you must have a heart,
in anger,
you're torn apart.
in body,
you must have a soul.
In every soul, there is a hole,
that hole, my dear, is your fear,
fear, in shape of anger and tears.
The fear represents those,
scared of  imagined foes.
Those who talk and and look different.
But in the end,
they have no choice
but to love one another.
But to love they must have a heart,
and a body and a soul,
with that hole covered
with compassion and
tenderness, love and care,
unafraid of different race, creed or color.