(inspired by Art from Ashes- the art on the wall of The Spot)
But Really
I am
The painting on
The wall looking
Over every shoulder
That sits
In this room
Seeing each life
Like a ninja
They don't know
I am watching them
Listening to
Every conversation
Because the walls
Really do have
Ears.
I see your pain
I feel your sorrow
But I really
Know your
Indomitable spirit
That just because
Life handed you
A bunch
Of rotten lemons
Didn't mean
Life was over,
Because I see you
As a work
In progress,
Like my hat
LA stands for
The Angels
That you are
To and for each
Other,
Because I know
That you will
Be distilled
Into something
Potent to drink.
A toast
A toast
To life,
To your life…
That has
Touched mine.
My aura
Is of swirling
Greens like
The Matrix
Fading into
The black
Which goes
Everywhere…
I am your black
Sweatshirt
And knit hat
I am the one
That sees you from
Everywhere
I know you…
And you are
Painfully beautiful
Anger isn't
Wrong,
It's your power
For change,
And when
I stand here
Forever,
Tipping my hat
Know it's for you,
Saying I know
It's been a helluva
Day,
Week, month,
Life…
And I know
Your warrior spirit.
I really
Believe in
You.
