The motivation of every artist is the piece in front of her or him
In thanking God, for the talent to do their thing
Sets down the foundation, like – one-two, let’s begin
The work starts working the artist up to a lather and then really begins
With nary a keen ding a ding to box them in
The work is supposed to be one of those resplendent things
Yes, you will read it to the end
It wasn’t shocking when your eyes touched it
They sighed
Then they smiled
Decided this is sort a pleasant surprise
Almost weaving in the melodious madness settling in
The taste of each word nibbles slightly on your attention span
It’s okish, so, you’ll continue reading
While the artist thinks the work is being created
Not realizing the work is working them
But they’ll see it soon and that is when things take a turn for fun
It’s like your first time opening a book and going to the end
You thought you’d lose your mind when the pro almost got it
But they pulled through crafting a master of a piece
And you did read
Right up till the end of it
Where you leer at the cruelty of the artist
They take you to the climax and cut the work thin
You could grab your hair and scream
Because you have to read it, read it again
To make sure you didn’t miss a thing
That tells you if they’ll be making a second one
And knowing the work is going to leave you hanging
But if you keep looking you’ll find the meaning
Every good artist knows this
But that’s just the thing
For the artist there is one single motivation
The work isn’t finished until you finish reading
Motivate me like 3 AM when my body quit sleeping
Like six AM when you know work is gonna be calling
Or the brakes when you see a cop car and know you’re speeding
Like the first lure of a cheese steak after you went a year all vegan
The one you secretly devoured on a three minute plan
And still can’t find oil stains where you wiped that napkin
Push me like prayers in the early morning
When I wrap my head around walking in thirty degrees man
And say, God snow looks nicer with tropical sun shining
Me, I find joy and peace in this simple talent
Blessing God in thanks, crafting a happy feeling
Yeah, I feel it, I know my motivation
