We all come blank into this world
An empty canvas
Bleak and weary
Some die like this
Entering the coffin the same as he escaped the womb
There is no point to this
Life is meant to bring color to this canvas!
Paint it, stain it so that when you depart
Your beloveds can hang your canvas on their wall
So that the people may remember it
And strive to make theirs even better
Your memory is to be a piece of art
Aspire to inspire
Hang it in the hall of history
Let it be remembered
Don't try to use mere words to flaunt your beauty
Use your inner self - who you are
To brush life onto your wall
Your soul's hue burns the brightest colors
Burn this passion into your legacy
Live and love with absolute passion
These bring out the most beautiful colors
Live with purpose and be steadfast
This helps the people understand what your art means
Shade your work with determination and resolution
To bring out the depth of your struggles
Leave no spot untouched
Make your canvas like none other
Bless as many paintings as possible
Adorn them with your colors and shades
Long after yours has been put away
Your mark will still be seen
Be jest, be sincere
Laugh and cry
Mark your painting as a work of life and emotion
Live life and embrace it like the gift it is
So that when death lays his mark and hangs your portrait
None who laid eyes upon it
Will ever forget it
