Who better paints the canvas,
With qualified strokes.
And expertise to enhance a romancing,
An advancement of a work of art...
That eliminates to erase effectively,
The reality of these tragic times.
'The candidates have introduced,
Wonderful interpretations.
So similar and yet...
Each offers a separate diversion.'
Who better paints the canvas,
Done with brightened panoramic views.
That captures smiles of hope and promise,
While dancers grasp hands...
Skipping along without sorrows.
As if entertained and amused.
Who better has detected imaginations,
That avoids...
A stepping over conflicts or realities exhibited,
That an implemented ignorance has destroyed.
'This one...
Uses light marvelously.
The debris on the streets,
Leaves such a...
Mysterious lifting of untouched opportunity.
I wonder how much a re-framing will cost me? '
Those appointed and self annointed,
Painting fantasies with attempts made to convince...
All should ignore temporary blemishes,
As isolated tempestuous events they can prevent.
Are doing their best to cover up defects,
Of an effective consented mental illness...
Being unleashed with a permitted relentlessness.
'Oooohhh.
Have you seen what has been painted over here?
The detail is exquisite. Unbelievable is the deception.
I love the way the children buried in cemeteries,
Have glowing faces with halos.
Adorned with pastel weapons,
To mark their grave sites.
That will fit perfectly over the mantle.
Wouldn't it?
These candidates are making it difficult this year.
More vibrant are the colors.
Don't you think? '
Who better paints the canvas,
Done with brightened panoramic views.
That captures smiles of hope and promise,
While dancers grasp hands...
Skipping along without sorrows.
As if entertained and amused.
With an effective consented mental illness...
Given permission to exist.
Although romanticized on a canvas...
Painted and described as a close interpretation,
To those attracted to abstracts.
Abstracts they see and with a wish to get.
'Here it is.
This is the one I want.
The 'pathos'.
This is the 'pathos' I've been seeking,
To see it displayed as if it had been felt.
I wonder if they could frame this one in gold? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem