He’s Cool Like That
Space age sleek skinny shades
No rose-colored glasses here
HD all the way, baby
Clean cut, raw and realistic
That’s the way he likes to see the world……
Fairy tales were always full of lies
Even when he was a child
He didn’t believe in ‘em
Didn’t accept that frogs turned into princes
When pretty girls kissed ‘em.
Didn’t believe in monsters and trolls
Except for the ones
His father said lived down the street
But turned out………..
They were just messed up people with problems.
He’s solid, like mountains are solid,
Like houses on firm foundations,
Like concrete and cement
Mixed with diamond and iron,
And just as determined as a bull seeing red.
He likes graffiti art
The kind you find in subways and stuff,
Or on the side of a dirty wall
That someone tries to make beautiful……..
Something illegal in the eyes of the world.
He likes things that are screwed up
But has the potential to be awesome
Kind of like people he’s met,
Who walk around wounded
But will end up in God’s gallery one day.
At first sight, you might run from him
For he’s big and intimidating
And quiet and intense
But when you get to know him,
You learn pretty fast that it’s just a façade.
He likes animals, wild and domestic
Heck, he even has a snake
Who makes itself at home
On top of the microwave
While he makes toast and coffee.
The only thing he’s afraid of
Is…… himself…………….
And opening the door of his heart up
To have it slammed back in his face
But he’s the most transparent guy you ever met.
He writes poetry
That touches your heart
Like a steel-tipped feather,
Like a velvet bullet to your brain
That kills you and heals you all at the same time.
And he’s always looking for something
Not quite sure what it is
But knows it’s out there somewhere
In some dilapidated old building,
Or a can of spray paint or on a wadded-up page.
He’s an open book
But he’s laminated……..
It’s hard to touch him on the surface
But it’s easy to touch him inside
And he cries when nobody’s looking.
He’d make a good Superhero
I don’t know what you’d call him
‘Cause he has so many qualities
But you know he’d do the right thing
(And he’d look pretty good in a cape.)
He loves God like fish love water
He doesn’t cram Him down your throat
But if you open the door, he’ll gladly come in,
Share what God’s done, what He’s gonna do
And even introduce you if that’s what you want.
He walks lonely through a crowd
Looking for the lost and the despairing,
Looking for the treasure
That someone threw away as trash
Seeing unseen beauty in every broken bit.
There’s something noble in a man who can do that
Something righteous………..
In a heart that feels the pain of the world
Something beautiful on the face of the man
Who doesn’t see it’s beauty in the mirror.
He makes you laugh; he makes you cry
He makes you wonder and wish
And think about things you never thought of before
But most of all, he makes you want to be real
Real as he is, cause he’s cool like that.
©by Voo
June 4th, 2011
9:59 p.m.
for Scott
