The
Destiny Touch
Where
does that invisible push come from?
The one
where you act despite the knowledge in your head room
Act
against interests, yet the emotion says go
Reluctance,
that power overcome in an inevitable throw
Does the
music blaze in your head where the rush glows?
Music of
caution to the wind, from frustration’s tow
There’s
no time you see, it all becomes emotion
Mental
derangement or imagination’s figment
The curse
or blessing of artistic bent
Abstract
is reality in fact
To be or
not is what the Great Bard meant
He knew
and Mama said it was to think, so be true to you
Once
started the artistic fires can’t be quieted
They come
in force and demand to be outed
Resistance
is futility for how to resist your soul?
It is
identity and forever that’s how you’ll roll
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