California is dying.
Stars are recycling.
Streets are upheaved.
Clouds rule the sky.
The Sun is a no show.
Even the gangs don’t wanna bang.
Who’s fault is it?
Can a doctor help?
More weed?
Whatever the answer, I’m here.
Witnessing.
California is dying.
And I don’t know it to be true.
This is our land.
But, create naturally.
Have a pure heart.
Aim to inspire.
Even if you’re aiming your pen at the forehead of an adversary.
Draw a response.
Break a soul.
Dance to the rhythm of silence.
Sit upon a perch of nothing and envision something.
Create!
The Creator gets praise every day.
Be like Him!
No shade to whoever’s belief system.
Correct the political, any way you want.
…with your creation.
-CH
