Mad beauty
When I was roaming the streets of Makati
searching for something to sketch or distract me
I saw a man who has lost his sanity
but attractive, I thought, and interesting was he
I moved closer and closer to see
what he was doing on the streets of Makati
to my surprise what I saw was beautiful
he was sketching Makati with a piece of charcoal
under my breath to fulfill ,y curiosity
I asked him for his name but answered not he
he wrote on concrete, free versed and so full
he wrote a poem with the same piece of charcoal
he walked away for me to read and heed
he left but in my mind left a seed
"My name not important, son, I am beauty
left out to die, neglected by this city
I dedicated my life to beauty and arts
that I found myself deep in broken hearts
I warn you artist, if you seek to survive
neglect not your love, in her you will thrive
she will inspire, you will aspire"
-Orville "chubby" Basas
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