Saturday, January 18, 2020

Perspectives of Memory

















I once viewed the entire world
With an artist’s perspective…
My life’s search for truth and beauty,
Was always my main objective.

Often my sights were in color,
Heavenly with faithful devotion.
Some images showed in black and white
As honest and strong bare emotion.

A few times my visions didn’t focus,
The images were foggy or blurred…
Other times some clear and so graphic,
The screams can still be heard.

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