Art
Please come here, come here, look at the painting on the wall. Look at it all look at the painting on the wall,
Come here, Come here, Come see the beauty of the art,
See! what I see your busy glued to your ?,
Scrolling down your home page not paying attention though,
Look at the art the colors flow and blend but your busy worrying what happen to Ben,
This art comes from the soul a piece of the artist heart though,
But you think art as splatter of randomness of no beauty,
You're eyes closed only interested in topics shows,
This art on the wall is called art,
Only black and white lines in patterns designs,
You only pay attention to what catches your ??'s,
You read between the lines instead through the lines to see the truth of the big lies,
This painting gets misunderstood for fools,
The meaning of the truth is burry with false lies that lie in most lies;
Only few would have notice as the ?? are blind and the wolves howl at ?? Blood ?? thrist they find,
Please come take a seat, Come sit watch the art speak,
Art used no words but images that captures moments,
A glympse of the sight of the artist who wrote it,
Emotions of the human that composed the language through movement,
Suppose the misguided was institutionalized told to live their lives trap in a box an told lies fed from a screen to believe what you see,
Even if reality seems different from thee,
You look at news to keep up with world but bare to question the truth lies blind by the bigger picture than the actual picture,
You're blind to realize the ?????? on ??
Changes are coming our way but you're still worry about Ben,
See an artist expresses themselves through their art,
This art shows the viewer what they see and right now your to blind to see,
But my words are ??with the mass
That you barely care if they are??
Sweet child of Aphrodite's why be so caught up with the trend,
That right now millions of lives are lost to tragic wars and natures course,
My art won't speak unless the mass wants to roar with ? that strikes the core,
Hades commands the ?? to be fed to wolves that's a wound So sore,
It'll takes years to restore the life back to beauty and end all wars.
But that's an idea that cant be real for people use war to make ?? off of wars to fund more Wars a twisted cycle,
But child hear me out people are out their right now risking their lives so we can live in a better world,
People are becoming one with each other to bring peace,
But to do that you must end race;
Just because a person has different skin tone and a different language doesn't make him different from you or status higher than you he's to human as you,
You think I'm a homeless ?? explaining this art to you,
But I'm not homeless I wear what I want to wear and I travel the world to see different diverse cultures that open my ??'s to see life differently,
You're still young so stop worrying about Ben,
Go adventure off into the world an be diverse allow yourself to grow and learn from your elders,
This art I have created was to inspire anyone that was wondering to find it,
Even if they misunderstood it at least they read it.
Art as many forms and many experiences,
You're still young life is just opening its doors towards you,
Please remember that even if life's is at its hardest times look back at the good times,
The Past, The Present, and The Future
Are our own chapters in life that we create,
Art on this wall is the art I created to capture the moment I felt when I found my spiritual self.
Copyright © Daniel Perez | Year Posted 2016
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