"stigmatizes" poems
There's nothing worse
than feeling transparent
In a world
that stigmatizes
the thoughts
that radiate from the dark.
Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
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
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
Jackson sailed off into the sunset abandoning his child
his only daughter, Angel, untamed and wild
long black hair contrasts a wet white gown
miles adrift from the nearest town
embellished angst crawls her skin
heaven only knows where she's been
maudlin makeup smears her face in mascara
her father swindled in this masked era
into piracy planning to loot their *****
an honor in his eye, his civic duty
self banished into the hot springs and garden
her heart slowly begins to harden
the love she has lost can once again find her
before her vision stigmatizes to a blur
the image of her father brave and strong
the perception of a life that's never wrong
a paid mercenary sent to **** her faith in man
a benchmark set as high as she can
he hopes she knows she is not forgotten
that his spirit is not rotten
for it’s because of her he must leave
how could she be so naive
to think he didn't love her this entire time
abandoning her for a life of crime
false promises encouraged high hopes
until he's caught hanging from the gallows’ ropes
a crusader in thought, Jackson left his daughter on the shore
believing he’d return with a life worth plenty more
believing what he was wasn't enough
to perfectly protect his daughter, the diamond in the rough
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 2:34 PM UTC