Drunk on knowledge
Parched of meaning
Certain of direction
Lost in application.
We are capable,
I believe,
To create something
GOOD
Regardless of subjectivity.
From despair and depravity
A human can create beauty
In their world
Through the loves they share,
The pain they endure
And the ability –
Followed by determination –
To BELIEVE
And to share this hope
What some call religion
Others faith
I call transcendence.
Our defining quality
So mired by culture
Based on animal wills,
An inadmission to guilt –
A fearful refusal to speak
Invades the thinking
And beliefs of an entire society.
Art is not perfect
Yet it is our gift
That we all possess
From the most basic
Of sensual experience
An image can elicit emotion
Passion and psychic energy
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