Wartorn Artist’s Wings by Frizzy J

In this shattered city lives a girl

Caged by brick and mortar, she is freed by her school

Where images she breathes to life

And studies technique and history to grow

Her home is shabby, broken down

With broken windows all around

Wind within and smoke without

She walks with head up, I’ve no doubt

For her feet straddle worlds

Home is where the babies cry

But life for her is lived inside her brush

Where every stroke is breath

And every second lost is the finding of escape

In this shattered city lives a girl

For now

But give her a canvas and an hour

I vow

You’ll have to bring her back to hear her voice

For art’s her shining tower

Her lover, and her vice