Please don't seize my colors

Please don't rob my dreams

Please don't censor my words

or murder all my themes.

 

Please let me keep that idea

I was of thinking yesterday

I'm terrified it might escape me

and end up in an ash tray

 

All I ask is you let me

keep that stream of thought

the ability to turn a paper

into the halls of Ankor Wat

 

Maybe I'll create a character

Or draw a variation of the Taj Mahal

See no evil, speak no evil,

Oh, damn it all!

 

Without all this, i am but an empty shell...

 

If I were to be blindfolded,

without a brush,

without a pen,

without hope

 

My world would  be only negativity

 

Take whatever you want...

but please not my creativity!