Monday, February 9, 2009
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3:58 PM
unrecognized talent
by billy.
there he resides, amongst urban mess
an artistan musican, a jaded expressionist
a man full of feeling, emotion, fascination.
Powerful intuition.
Yet the forces of the world
the oppression of society and it's lawful demands
of what's right and wrong, taboo and commonplace
push the artistic fanatic down on his knees.
his eyes, two dying dwarf stars, dazzle and fade away
as the hands that hold the paintbrush
and the ears that transmute music to colours
are closed, crushed and closed.
he opens his maw and releases his last music song,
a cacaphony of chaos, pain, fustration and hate,
as the sword of expectation, responsibility, skeptism
plunges into his heart.
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