Pure As We Begin

Blank white is the paper that's soon filled with words
A pure white design mixed timidly with thought
We taint even a new space, with dark sharp curves
Want only expression through each letter birthed.

'F**k you' is vulgarity when really you mean 'Love me'.
Attention for your scorched sour dark heart.
Please pay me your mind and reach out in vain
I'll slap you away, but keep trying to stay

Pure as we come in to a world full of words
Full of actions and phrases predestined for harm
We are all blank slates, clean in our design
Pushed through acrid air to stain our condition

Blood red sin, carnal man in a shroud
We walk straight and hurried, heads constantly bowed
Want only to be cleansed of our original unveiling
Moving mountains, mustard seed in our midst.

What depth has been lost, pure as we come in
Words slither and crawl, love me is all we say
F**k you and attention shudders in our shame
Worldly vision gets you nothing in white designs.