To What Is Not

Bold words are spoken from the mouth of a poet
And in the creative hands of an artist
Imagery is drawn into the world
These traits are formed from an unspoken merit
That could only lie in the hearts of those that held a sense of nobility
For the virtue of a man’s soul can be measured by his display of skill
Yet, in the talent that one man may possess
Malice should never taint the core of his gifted spirit
Therefore I pray
That he who is bless with such remarkable abilities
Embraces his mind with an amour of intellect
Or hold himself pure in his own ways
For it would only stand as an injustice if such things were lost
And heaven forbid that such acts of that nature
Would reign in our lives
Because we that imagine are men of vision

Forever capable of seeing to what is not.
~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~