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 ~