Fighting For My Soul
The artist was powerless under Stalin
well I am glad that wasn't me being sent
to the forced labor camps
But though there isn't a dictatorship
in america.
Life fights with me, trying to dry up
the wells of my creativity. It isn't an easy
thing to give it my undivided attention,
my full energy.
As wage labor, I perceive
of being stripped of my personhood
And one day knowing that my fiancee
and I want a family
Art will come second in list
of importance.
These things most easily taken
for granted in life, work and family
are also the cause of castration
for talented individuals.
That is their intent
social cohesion
the glue that holds
society together, I guess
It should come as no surprise
by now, that they were meant
for that.