Treasure Island

Moses Samandar


Artistic Plateau


Here I sit
In an artistic plateau
Fearless
Artistic talents lying around the ground
No-one seeing them
Living in a warm desert
Artist shall fear no more
I see the artist with money
He has no talent
Who heard about me?
No-one
Listen to this
Money doesn’t change a man
Artistic talent does
You grow talent
Or you are born with it
Don’t try to sell out
Your talents will be what you are remembered for
Believe in a visionary
Believe in this one
I will die soon
No-one knew me
No-one knew my legacy
But at least I had talent

Submitted: Sunday, November 24, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 25, 2013
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