My heart wished to create and inspire in a troubled world.
I sang, wrote feeling words down to inspire those who have felt lost.
My heart's costs ,through many attempts from those in competition...
Cruel sabotage, threats,sometimes even questions concerning my own "realness" had became their "selfish lust."
"To get Him Out Of Our Way," sadly, was their crazily obsessive goal Ending in their own dark and bleak oblivion.
You work with me and I work even harder with you.
You work harder to destroy me..I work even harder to never be like you.
You show some love for the creative gifts that I have given you......
You shall have my extra light, that shall shine down upon all who have supported and have stayed "real," too.
For life is meant to be shared with the world.. in a loving, enjoyable, and in a non evil and true self benefiting manner.
Us united artists shall stay well protected
behind
A chain linked fence
Connected hearts ,like a one strong force.
Continuing in the site of building a defensive wall against those who try and shadow each of our own connected lights.
Blind with jealousy and bitter competitiveness.
These artists , who have become lost,down and out..they ended up in the grounds of the greedy and the dark; they stand lost in their own shallowed world of theirs..
a sad and true hateful force that shall always fail.
Due to failing to realize one thing....
Us artists..who stay real and together- we shall never take "an eye for an eye."
We create better things in a collective soul and shed,upon them, a brighter ray of creative and true-hearted forgiveness.
This poem is for those who have had my other creations taken down, bullied me, or have failed to see why (as an artist) I create. Not just to gain followers in my creative collective fans) and a way to earn a true living, but, trying so hard to damage someone else takes up the time you could be spending to create and to express. The other wasteful ways of killing time, well, you've lost those hours. Now, think for a second on how such actions get you? No where. Get somewhere by putting all the hateful actions, emails, words of gossip, and thoughts of hate to a better use. Your pen and paper, a paint brush and your canvas, and even a mic.