Shirley Hawkins Poet Rhyme

Awareness

Paint splattered canvas
With symbols of faces
Explosions of colour, vivid and bright
Psychedelic images with ugly expression
Leering from pictures as if to cause fright
Brush strokes, defiant and deliberate
Can the artist see something elusive to you and me?
Space-age faces with huge brains and sad eyes
Do they not realise that knowledge is not wisdom
And can make the soul cry?
Hearts screaming " We are sick---we're not bad
It's just our awareness has driven us mad"

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Ann Foster January 5, 2020 at 5:42 PM Love the last line... driven us mad... I totally get it... excellent well done. Ann Shirley Hawkins January 6, 2020 at 8:42 PM Thank-you, I wrote this nearly 20 years ago after I had visited an Art room that was used to encourage people with Mental Illness To Paint. As you encourage me to keep on writing, with your kind comments....Shirley