If I could paint a picture
of everything I see
to capture light, shade, and colour
of the earth, sky and sea
Imagine all the canvas
that I would need to use
to even showcase every flower,
Oh, the colours I could choose
This portrait could contain,
almost every single image
I see, hear, smell, touch, and explain,
my thought processes, no mirage
A kaleidoscope like experience
set down in charcoal and paints,
mirroring multi coloured changing
patterns, which reflect life in shades
But I could also paint a picture of
war, hatred, crime, evil, and sadness
Desperation in strife torn places
across this mortal coil, it’s madness
Yes If I could paint a picture
I would want it to speak the truth
Show life as I see it for real
For better or for worse
If I could paint
If only I could paint
a picture for everyone to see
Oh if I could paint a picture
What would it really be?
