# ART... I am content to say I am a man. I am a legend, allow me be a sage. Call me superstitious because I fell in love once. Call me superstitious because I even believe in man. Left-handed, I hit a man because he hurt my feelings. One-handed, I took a man's dignity, as he failed to damage my legacy. Maybe I have a heart, someone hurt my feelings.. I was disappointed once. Then, my one flaw, I do not understand man or how to trust one How then do I hate something that can never mean anything to me? I am inappropriately dutiful, call these words larger than life... If life were so small. On the inside, I have died once Permit me to again die, somewhere maybe, unlike a phoenix. Few words, like true words of wisdom. Few words, I told them... I will always tell them...
I'm Tunde, prefer to be called ART... This is beauty as I, most times, choose to paint it.