Truth [not a haiku]

truth—a fruit so sweet

Should never be withheld until it is profitable

water in a desert—truth!

The dying need the truth

If I am going to heaven let it not be on a bed of lies

And if to hell—there I will need more truth to wipe my brow

Let me panic—at least I will breathe a little

more.

When your faith is hi-jacked by politics you should ask yourself what party was your Creator in—not the one you put him in, but the one your creator registered into…

our greatest freedom rest is in our ability to expressively create in response to our reality through poem, prayer, portrait, and all that gives us the potential to release that which rest in the silence of our soul…

…even fools can give a wise lesson, and the wise are often fools full of themselves in missing the lesson.  And the poet a prophet whose poems go unobserved in fear of what they may be—a call to truth.

Until you dare to be innovative in art you are merely emulating what exist, not creating; art is meant to be new, challenging and revolutionary in nature.

TSH

…when in your world what you want isn’t given and taking what you want isn’t satiable, then perhaps the only option left is to create what you want—be an artists because an artist is only limited to own imagination.

—Tshombe Sekou