“This idea
That some are gifted where as others are not
Is all wrong
Or at least
Very misunderstood
For you see
The gift
Is all about
Absence of fear
Fear being loves crazy oppisite
Itself
The black shadow
The donk e kong
A beautiful thing
For when you consider it
It is
The soil
From which the wild flower blooms
It is the butterfly cacoon
She said
If you were in my mind you would understand
The lack of need to express
Sure
I would love to be a great dancer
But I don’t wish to do the work that would take
I said mom
You don’t have to be great
I think that concept alone stops people from pursuing the dream of their creativity
I think people stop themselves from expressing from fear that they won’t be great
From fear that like little kids on playgrounds
They will be
Made fun of
I don’t believe
There is anybody
That doesn’t have something to say
A reason to dance
A picture to paint
The will to express
Their vision of life
I’m pretty sure
Talent
Is nothing more
Than
Not being afraid
To explode into this life
With every single part of yer wOnderful being
Nobody
Owns the keys
To that car
That car
Belongs to everybody
And that car
Is all about
Being
Endlessly alive
Driving
With yer friends
All the way to hip hop heaven
I love you mom
All the way”
- Joseph Arthur
excerpt from Me and my Mom
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