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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Lady of the Underground


20" x 24" Acrylic on Canvas "Cold"



Lady of the underground

where are you hiding tonight

lady of the underground

will you be my guide tonight



Lady of the underground

whose tides have come and gone

lady of the underground

how were you wronged



Lady of the underground

you have the power to destroy

lady of the underground

you have the power to create



Lady of the underground

destroying all that is not needed

lady of the undergound

creating from the disposed


creating something new


something better


from the knowledge


you know



Lady of the underground

so much beauty hidden to the seeker

lady of the underground

let us know



Lady of the underground

where only she who knows

lady of the underground

be exposed



Weather comes and it goes

nature taking shape

nature forming those

from

Lady of the underground

love us so

equality is not foreign

equality only grows

plant the seeds of goodness

underneath the bareness of our souls


yet


my fabulous beautiful word, yet


know


goodness is not all which is hidden


in those who do not know


for there are those


still asleep


believing, following like a herd of sheep


the blinded


the weak ones


who refuse to speak


for there all those who only follow


making a leader


less than meek


open up your eyes


for your tongue to speak


do not settle


for


settling only weeps


speak up


for equality


for all to reap

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