creationism

creationism

A Poem by StephenAndrew

clickel clackal.

The sound of stars being born and dying

The sound of the universe surviving

The sound of a ball in a compressed can

Being shaken by a man

Shaken to the core

Like words of peace in a time of war

The sound of breathing life into the abstract

And art being formed

The cap is depressed

Young man creating beauty from urban mess

He has perfected many forms

Most any that uses his hands and his arms

He creates life from sidewalk strife

He created krylon on canvas

And on the sixth saw that it was good

Artistic expression

God-like creation

Honesty countering conformity

 

© 2008 StephenAndrew


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I love how you tackled this topic, you made it seem effortless and weaved some magic in a spoke word sort of way. Nice take on this!

Posted 16 Years Ago


sweet, seen basquiat? reminds me of that. old school.
clean write, great rhythm;)

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on March 28, 2008
Last Updated on March 31, 2008

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StephenAndrew
StephenAndrew

Tomball-Houston, TX



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