The Painting

by: I.f. Machine -  Add Comment...

the painter holds the truth as he sketches it on a notepad be glad hes not randomly writing things his ideas are superficial and unreal though its crucial to the earth its boggled the mind we dont know how to deal with him steal his fame and try to bend him to their twisted ways implanted in the ground and he stands firm drawing his mind while the critic cant find answers to questions he was gonna ask in the past it was easy but never was the picture this complex it seems the definition was takin out of context i found it strange he never said a word except cute which doesnt make him mute as he paints away with soul in which humanity waste seems him and his brush met by fate destiny as he drew and as i grew it inspired me to shape mines a picture nobody could relate to but it could never be slashed or crossed forgotten and burned it was tossed aside but always revitalized the world was dismayed as it glowed every day as long as the earth was in disarray more and more it decayed till it showed a machine and on the bottom wrote I.F. which is worthless but irony is its the last painting that ever made man think