Words of Nefie

We do not need more religion; we need more true love.



He looks at the picture on the wall
but, it’s not perfect, not perfect at all
There is a flaw here and there
He sees flaws everywhere
The lines are not right
The color is too light
The image is dim
Nothing satisfies him
He lights another cigarette
to calm nerves and reflect
The image runs through his mind
but, this, in the picture, he can’t find
Not one edge is straight
Not one curve relates
Nothing holds true
The idea didn’t flow through
From head to canvas
it must’ve broken in passage
Frustrated, he exes all out
the mistakes that lay about
He steps back to see
what he actually needs
He throws his cigarette down
outing on the ground
He doesn’t sit and wait
He engulfs in fresh paint

Words of Nefie

I acknowledge the good I see, in you, and everything.