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Art has opened my eyes

Asleep and un-aware

Control was an illusion

A year went by

Now 2017

And I remain...


Drawing... my escape

Creating something new

I am froced to think

and I ponder


Donald Trump as president


Watching neice and nephew

Over winter break

Art helps me break free

To think,

To heal

Art is my superhero

I need to escape

It rescues me

I need to heal

It clears my wounds

World around me changes

But my art 


And I...

Forever awake

This poem is about: 
Our world