Artistry

all of these people are surrounding me

some think its crazy and im just a dream

while i'm just wondering, "what do they see?"

one kid comes near and i watch as he beams.

"I wish my drawings were as good as yours."

he says all sad. tears start pricking his eyes.

"Don't cry" I say looking at the wild boars,

"I have an idea that might just fly!"

Soon enough as the governor agreed,

I stsrted classes that took off like a bird,

every class full of kids with one single need.

to learn art so that they would not go unheard.

when i woke up in the morning again,

i found that everything was in my head.