World through Art: Have we written off
By: Spekz
Society has drawn blind
To the present unraveling
Around us crashing
To the time of future
Yet, we lead on
And yet there are no words
To describe what I must show you…
Allow me to introduce contradiction
Hi, im an artist but you can call me
...a realist
Paint laces my fingers
Touching hues of addiction
Constructing a visual
A portrait of poverty
Dumpster diving in colors
Ink spills; smothering a canvas
Clouding out the legion
Losing hope on the journey
Falling to a pitiful nightmare
Of false dreams and prayers
Writing out the future
We try an erase the present
As depression accumulates
We try and recreate the past
To harmonize the way of life
The symphony plays lightly
Yet slighlty out of key
A tune composed to prove
Sympathy is no fixture
Only a useless complaint
Preventing a life once known
From focusing on our view
Any way we look at it
Every form of creation
Gives birth to disaster…
Or as we see it…
Tomorrow.