[TESTS OF TIME] THE BLEND
IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS MUSIC YOU WILL NOT GET THE FULL EFFECT OF THIS SCRIBE.
Your art pierces my mind, buries its roots in my melanin and causes it to sprout.
Lines so fine that only great artists can imitate them, lay them to parchment and paper.
Make them stand the test of time.
Thou dost torture an artist so as he tries to draw you from the air and make your melanin real.
Bring you to life as you reveal the layers that man was created of.
So beautiful in repose.
Some have gone mad as they marveled at your beauty, driven to the brink of sanity and beyond.
Such an enigma art thou.
Drawn from carbon and water and carved into mans compliment.
Such an exquisite specimen.
So many who would find fault where none lies for thou art a most lovely thing.
A flower in the meadow.
A lily in the valley.
We carved of the essence naked and free.
We humanity.
Fruit hanging from trees.
As an artist sees.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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