Art Through the Ages

Culture strictly speaking is a perspective of longevity
As a tsunami breaking through the levy
To spread through the region and form new legion
Holding in it's hands, what defines critical
For further expression into that which the future may see as a miracle
Not concerned with what is political
But some can't stand others idealisms

The autocracy is born and Man sworn
Only to express artful experiences throughout
Generating a group of few in conversation
Sharing their sanity with who accepts diversity
Reaching beyond one's own walls
Compelling others to walk the halls and make it be known
That art and culture are not alone
With love sounding a great moan
Causing doubt in today's streets

Perhaps to live in eternal poetry is better than to die
Where insight and tactics promote external reliquary
In those who appeal free thought and pure expression
And give their souls a lifelong and meaningless lesson
Passing away only to regurgitate the missed question

What is my mission

Coming to this vision of decision where it is given
A choice to runaway on a gallant horse ridden
Or stay with those who beckon
Mounting that Mare
Communicating to the world with such great care
Only the heart could speak
Disconcerting with the weak or those worried about a leek
Making everyday a way to understand today day-to-day
Feeling a tight rope fray and loose integrity
Kills all the purity as we are the majority
Treated as if the minority in all diplomacy

Sticking together bound by mind
Stepping out from the personas of the find
Swaying people like us to work the mine
Art saved us and allowed us to dine
Happy in feast
Ignoring the least
Taming the beast

Forming a class of worriers to act as our lawyers
Arguing our stance in critique
Full of thought
Close to her
Richness brought
Inspiration sought
Found when that rare butterfly is caught
Safely studied and redrawn with delicate onslaught
Detailing and releasing the creature with a destructive beautiful power
The one to shower on society, the poetry of reality
Live now
Seen then
Made irresistible to where it's been
Knowing the only thing constant is change
Sharing beliefs
Adding value
In what it means to be human and shining at the brightest lumen
To be seen for miles as poetry and art level the piles of rubbish
Leaving behind a trail for the true to swell

Author's Note

A culture thought shock to be spoken word...soon.



Thank you! Enjoy!

Reviews

Tsunami 2005, where I lost some family in Indonesia, I read the words of an artist, who not only feels all, but sees all too.

"Reaching beyond one's own walls" that's a sentence I could say too... so richly said!

"Found when that rare butterfly is caught" - Lovely one too, I pick them out...as a larve transfer into a butterfly

This write dear, is a total strength, love, and trust. It's art, as you would say it would be artistic, and you are right. I see all the clues, and feel all the intense lines, as they dance on my screen, in vigor, and love.

You're the master of words here on the cafe, as a rap, as a slang, as a poet, and a futures spoken worded one... as my soul, and the one and only who brings music ♫ into words, with your lovely flow.

E.L.

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I am almost speechless accept for this...your soul sings loudly it's vivid array and gives me hope. Thank you :)