To Be Woke

Something that just flowed out of me today....Nothing else to say, it speaks for itself.

Walking among as the ordinary unknown just malnourished,

Those with the capacity of empathy, the joy will now flourish,

The artist looked at a canvas, no design for their landscape,

The artist digs so deep into the soul they bring back only what they can take,

They give you something to inspire you, something that has inquired you,

To the artist therapeutic, but for you it rewires you,  

You view colors images symbols you have a desire to, 

To attempt to put it in words to describe what you are seeing, 

But you cannot interpret emotional content, that defines your very being,

It's like suddenly your life has been explained but without language,

And every program and pattern that made you in this matrix has now vanquished,

You stare and you breathe, thoughtless, without an imperfection you see faultless,

You see promise, you see honest, you see hope you see you, 

You see the future you see happiness, you see cosmic through and through, 

You see beyond prodigious, beyond religious, 

How could someone who didn't know you paint so capricious, 

And paint your whole life with those strokes with those swipes, 

You realize the feeling of being, woke to a light.

Author's Note

words will just be words where the are put, language in poetic form has no structure to me, it is what gives itself "freedom to be" it is a rhyming poem as usual, I am a hiphop artist, and do spoken word. reading this does no justice, as opposed to me saying it.

Reviews

[Nipplegrinder]

I actually love how this flows. I would love to read it out loud.