Universal Canvas

Universal Canvas

The Walls, The Mind, The Sky…. all a piece of the bigger canvas

Pieces of inspiration from here and there, cut out like magazine clips

Inserted into the mind to create a continuous montage

And through my eyes all I see is…Art

With the verbal strokes of my mouth that originated my discourse

Along with the hunger for creativity it carried in its womb

The Pinnacle of it all is my artistic playground

Where I shoot down dreams to mold bigger ones

Breathe life into them like a monster with an artificial heart

I am then deemed the Mad Scientist of my precious artwork

They call it complex, but to me it consists of the simplest framework

I GRAFFITI the walls with stray thoughts that inspire the masses

Or those that have been afraid to close their eyes to Dream

They’ve never learned the beauty behind the dark and its silence

I remain a martyr…killing my mind for a higher cause

Where unique becomes the norm, and mundane fades to black

Three degrees of separation…from my mind…to thy pen…to your eyes

Allow my abstraction to sketch your imagination

Taking you deeper into the mind’s scrapbook, to a place never seen

My art illuminating your path that’ll get you there

No dream state, the cradle has stopped spinning…this is reality

Everything around me is perceived as a canvas…