Creativity—
The force to construct or obliterate,
Yet always with the beauty of our cursed race, humanity
So cast down among the kingdom of animals
For our groundbreaking minds and fierce vision
Still in the brink in my time due
What have I done so distinct, so new
Remarkable to both praise and criticism
Invaluable to the point of ridiculous attraction
I’ve unearthed nothing!
So little in wide view,
I cannot be among the masters, the innovative, or true
In the (so unlikely to be irrelevant)
Notion where it’s viable
Would it matter in my venue?
I’d notice no sooner than a patrician,
How desperate I am,
To measure beyond measures
Unveil the rare, cherished,
Re-create the treasures
That in all my disheartenment
What would I have seen?
No sooner any creativity
In all of me.
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
Creativity—
The force to construct or obliterate,
Yet always with the beauty of our cursed race, humanity
So cast down among the kingdom of animals
For our groundbreaking minds and fierce vision
Still in the brink in my time due
What have I done so distinct, so new
Remarkable to both praise and criticism
Invaluable to the point of ridiculous attraction
I’ve unearthed nothing!
So little in wide view,
I cannot be among the masters, the innovative, or true
In the (so unlikely to be irrelevant)
Notion where it’s viable
Would it matter in my venue?
I’d notice no sooner than a patrician,
How desperate I am,
To measure beyond measures
Unveil the rare, cherished,
Re-create the treasures
That in all my disheartenment
What would I have seen?
No sooner any creativity
In all of me.
