We are the art of this world.

I feel this urge upon me to share. Let this piece inside of me out. Here she comes with wind and color behind her. Here she comes in the flowing of the words and the meshing of the verses. We are one and we share the same desires. The same hopes for love and being known. My desire is deep down, running in circles. The pep rally is over and she is crying to be heard. We are one. There is no division. What is this hatred. What is this aloneness. What is this entitlement. We are one. We share the same desires yet we do not live them out together. You and I, we can conquer the world. We can let them know that they are loved. We can let them know that they are heard and our lives are more than just the money we make. We are more than just the people we walk past everyday. We are bright colors mixing and turning, spilling out on the canvas, making masterpieces. We are one. We can make art together. Lets make art together.