riotface97 with his poem of "Ivan the Terrible and His Son" canvas by Repin.
The poem is in free-verse and there is an audio on Sound Cloud.
soundcloud.com/neopoet/ivan-the-terrible-and-his-son-by-nick-rio

i started resting
i began to fail
am use to speed
why am i slow now
i rather masturbate myself to sleep and fuck my dreams
i hate snails for what they stand for
God is not teaching me patience.

my dream is for the world to be perfect
No violence, no criminals, no blacks, no whites, no Mexicans, no asians, no native Americans, no transgenders, no gays, no straights, no bi’s.
Just humans.

I wish that there would be no depression, no cancer, no insomnia, no thirst, no hunger, no suffering, no illnesses, no autism.
Just health.

I wish there was no religion, no obsesions, no sins, no violence, no death, no after life, no god.
Just peace.

Wind's so cold it freezes breath
as it condenses on my old coat.
This front announces autumn's death
with days of warmth seeming remote.

Same wind is making snow flakes dance
as they whirl their way down to the ground.
One hits my eye, I look askance
tears blurring everything around.

Gloved hand wipes the tears away
and I adjust my wide brimmed hat
while I slowly, carefully make my way
pretending I'm a fox or a bobcat.