What the Future Thinks

About Face

About Face

If I wanted to talk to you about art
Where do you think I should I start
Cave paintings, beads, metal jewelry
Art inspired by the hunt or life at sea

Where do I think I draw my influences
Could I explain, give cogent defenses
Da Vinci, the Renaissance top my list
That’s what I like, I’d say, if you insist

Just recently, I learned that I could draw
You would concur, if my tries you saw
Yet, somehow, my life led to here, now
Sometimes, I still have to wonder how

We urge our destiny to come and soon
Still, we fear we’ll never to hear its tune
To ignore it when it comes, a true crime
It’s never too early, late, always on time

It only matters if you are ready to dance
No fear, always worth taking the chance
Clichéd but true, not the goal, the journey
At end, we’re all wheeled out on a gurney

What’s my motivation; it’s that I’m alive
My passion to create; while I can, I’ll strive
Sure I hope to sell; I hope to do quite well
As for what the future thinks, time will tell

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