Dangerous Minds

i often wonder
about apathy
and the carnage
it reeks on humanity
stuck in the ruts
of lost hopes and failed dreams
the dangers that plagues silences
after screams

the voids of uncertainty
what
remains
 after
  empty?

after the fumes and stains
only settled dust remains
yes dust returned
from whence it came
is life without meaning
only useless verbs
no emotions
just empty words

are you just a smoke screen
gagging
choking?
 spirit
  broken?

its a tragic shame
to see a wild thing tamed
there is no fire
without the flame
my guess is
apathy play a part
there is no art
without heart

but we as the guardians of the quill
poets, writers, storytellers wielding skills
shall not give up our gift of free will
yes..the right, the choice, to choose to feel
and give voice to those palpitations
so alive, we thrive, by every sensation
connecting heart and mind with rejuvination
and the artistic powers of imagination

..to fill voids,dream, build,create
master destinies and forge fates

compose til you decompose, up to the last breath
cause words remain even after death

that is the power given us
please bare in mind its a sacred trust

it is a huge responsibilty
to be the voice of history

the art of language was gifted to humanity
maybe the language of ART is the gift of immortality

in and out of time,words exist for eternity
have been passed on for centuries thru posterity

so let us tap into mental capability
free to be who we are destined to be

..and stand in that truth with integrity

beyond the dumb
limbo of numb
i feel free
infinitely more me than me
i am the light reflected in me
wild and venturous,audacious and carefree
i am untamed,limitless beyond confines
these are the thoughts of a dangerous mind!