I am a warrior of sort
Art in ceramic, paint, clay,even tape
Whatever I can shape, words
I try to recreate a world
That stigmatizes creativity
And I laugh because they will need me
We live in a place full of hate
Corporate hands that are heavy
And a mother that is sick
From the evils we invent
Earth evolving, at an alarming rate
To soon emanate the overshoot
Of our population, that has overtaken her health
And wealth is still only measured by paper
Intelligence by our ability to be intellectual
I create, and soon enough they will see
They need me.
And I will be part of a powerful force
That has been overlooked
A warrior, single soldiers
Marching along with all the other creators
And problem solvers of the world
Now stand there and stigmatize
Hide behind a degree
Tell me my dreams mean nothing
I am an artist, why is that so funny?
Will it still be when we are all running?
From the re-precautions of out today
Will what I do still seem like play
Or will we see it a different way
Creations and good ideas embraced
And when creators try to save the world
When they are finally heard
Will things stay the same?
Art be the bottom
Of the shoes successful people walk on
The socks of corporate stature
Will they still overlook the power of creation?
Power
Don’t forget about the people
We do more than math
We can heal, just like we have harmed
Time to be alarmed, time to listen
New generation, faced with this new condition
Said the artist
As no one listened

You see life with eyes wide
And fear seems to find
A way around you
Because it never stops itself
In your path
And you laugh, like life isn’t so serious
Looking for positives
Looking at the people
And the wheel in your head spins
Because you want to fix
The evil that exists
You want to hold the hands
Of all the tired people
Lost, sad and dead
But you hold up your head
And I feel
Like
You
Will
Change
The world
Just by being yourself
You should be proud
That you are not anyone else
You are remarkable
Absolutely breathtaking
kind
my heart wishes to hold you
wishes you could find
something inside of me
that rings right with you
but either way
glad to say
I have known you

soul searching
Lost inside what I cant find
The words to say exactly what I need to
They flee from me. Far from you.
You were someone who always said you loved me
And I knew it was true, even with the bitter beer
Even when you couldn't hear
Reality ringing in your ear
I always knew you loved me
Funny how I remember you
Like two people, fit snug
In one
You said horrid ****** things
Followed with the a laughter
Always following so much faster
Humor was your shield
It would rain but their was a sun inside you
You hide it, fought it
Drown it with hams
But it surfaced and id see
All the thing I loved in you
Truth is, i'm sad
Sad to see that life is leaving you
That you let it take
What even alcohol couldn’t break
Your spirit
Your love
Will to live
Chills me,spins disorients
Because you are the biggest presence, personality
The loudest voice, largest part
Of the start of my life
….
…
…
You were a lot of things
and you are just giving up.
Cancer is taking you away
And I hate it. I almost hate you
Ironic because you are finally sober
Just a reminder you don’t always want what you think you do
because whats taking you
was never what I thought it would be
and u have just got to know me
I love you

She sat down next to me and we opened up
As if we had been friends for years
She told me her life
As she came close to tears
Spilling into me
What had taken years
And I lent her words
And she lent her ears
And I talked and talked
And listened so close
Because the words exchanged
Felt so raw, so exposed
Feeling nearness
Feeling understood
Like life outside of me
Wasn’t misunderstood
And at the end
She asked me my name
Beauty in a stranger
I’ll never be the same
the world really
isn't such a lonely place

I dare you to call me beautiful again
I will punch you in the throat
so words will make choke
I dare you

Creativity leaking from the tips of finger prints
Left behind, smooth surfaces
Of terracotta earthy dirt
Light dust hovering in the air
And I feel at home
Curvy shapely women
Who turns to tangled tree
Rising from the handful
Of earthy dirt
Singing about mother earth
Making something so sure
On purpose
Feels so monumental
And I feel at home
In the space I create
With just a fist full of dirt
I can change the world
Form it to the shape
That best fits what we need
And I know I am at home

I can't even write
I feel so alone
Just sad
And my fingers fail
To hit the key in a way
That sings
And sets me free
But I try try try
Because my life just doesn’t feel right
I can’t even write
All alone tonight
Wishing I had
A dimpled sweet smile
But nothing is here
Just me and my fears
Nothings coming out nice
Fight, stumble choke
Fingers glide, find and poke
Click click click
Don’t bother to read what I wrote