Evil Artist

day after day he stands there
gazing into the world around him
he made everything unfair, fair
with that frivolous attitude of his

within him he held so much talent
you should see the way he stands
gratefully holding that black palette
while swaying his other hand

he sweetly honed his gift
in a bad way not good, to me
when his brush begins to lift
the worlds doom, vividly you'd see

by ana velez

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Sterling imagework & mellifluously smooth stanzaec architecting...Job Well Done! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..