STRUGGLIN II

Here am again
back at my poetic easel
Tryin to figure out how to paint another masterpiece
lyrically
Without soundin like other another artist

I'm haunted
By flashbulb echoes of hues untouched
But my brush refuses to release these colors
Stubbornly holding back my mind
Like it has the key to my creativeness.
Imprisoning my words
Who sit ready to spill out across the canvas
Awaitin the written verdict
So they can riot again like they did back in L.A


Hhmmm what do i want to say
Should I setup a more erotic approach
keys stroked seductively
Aimed to mentally make the ladies
softly caressed their throats
Lock there knees and look around in shy anticipation
For the verbal release that lies only a ink spot away

Or should I play across the page in a more gritty manner
and enrage the inner warrior in all of us
Slashing out metaphors and hyperboles
That will leave you ready to march and cry out for our
FREEDOM!!

Hmmm, maybe i should take a more subtle, complex approach
Sublimally painting in sly references that
you would have to view this from different angles
just to glimpse my true meaning

What do I do
I cant seem to decide.
Sigh.. well let me sit back on this blank canvas
I'll struggle a bit more,
but I'll eventually decide on what I want to say