Painting beautiful Pictures, please frame and share!

I don't know why I have the words. I don't know why they must be written, it's all I want to talk about, I am obsessed with the possibility of the human race. I see a massive ocean of potential. I see it and feel it and my every cell in my body vibrates as visions of what life can be like, so I am going to paint a picture. 
       Who are we? We are a mix breed of diversity, fun and life. Our kids, across the board are fierce, raging, hunger and a lot of kids, believe the white man is their enemy. Yes, white people seem privileged. The rich are always envied, but the rich are required. It takes money to make money. Supply vs demand. You can't cook dinner without groceries. There must be food in the house to feed the family. Why would you kill the rich? Forget skin color, forget background, forget childhoods. You are at war with money. 
Do you understand the level of your stupidity? 
Would there be a Spar if they kept chasing you away? When people are not welcome in your country, money is not welcome too. People are money and bring money, because money is energy. You must learn. Your poverty is induced. It's not because of where or how you were born, it's because the governments that rule us want to stay in control. This is government. Control. The greatest guide to management is God. You get from heaven exactly what you work for, if you put God first, you will know exactly what I am talking about, if you are clueless, be still and find Love. Love is kind, gentle and peaceful. Our President Cyril Ramaphosa is a very interesting man. This man will sway the balance in this country, please pray for him, pray that love anoints him and guides him into a beautiful South Africa. We will rebuild the broken, we will restore each other and we will build new business. South Africa must develop and produce hemp biodegradable disposable nappies and Huggies needs to be sued for lying to Earth. They are not disposable! Just because we throw them away, it does not mean the diapers are disposable. There is so much work to do and we feel overwhelmed, that's okay, it took 24 years to fuck this country up, we need ten years to restore.  The path of peace is not easy, can you bite your tongue, hold your sharp response, not lash out in anger, can you tread water and be patient. Breathe. Working together, we can save each other. Uncanny that in the 1970's The Righteous Brothers, "righteous brothers" , give us Unchained Melody. 
So I am doing art and I am drawing "Breaker of chains" and Break my chains comes to mind. Unchain my heart. Chain of fools. You are the weakest link. Chain. and so I drew a chain. 

As per my timeline until 1930 we were linked. Then came the breaking of the links and the way to break a chain is one link at a time. From 1940 until this very day, the attack continues, but the chain was broken and severed, 1970's, a surge of beautiful lyrics came to us. Unchained melody. Think about this. 

"Unchained Melody"
(originally by Todd Duncan)

Oh, my love
My darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time

And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?

I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me

Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea
Yes, lonely rivers sigh, "Wait for me, wait for me
I'll be coming home, wait for me"

Oh, my love
My darling
I've hungered, hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time

And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?

I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me

We are reaching a cross road and you can travel down the scripted path, planned and set for us by the powers of darkness that feast on our downfall and want us to fall, or we can embrace each other. If you perceive me as an enemy: The enemy of my enemy is my friend. South Africans, I am speaking to my fellow black South Africans, you are in terrible danger. They want to steal your right to own property. As The Constitution provides now, all our rights are protected, you may own land, your own land. If the EFF (Economic Freedom Fighters, these are the soldiers of the South African Communist Party and they have led countless South Africans to their death in Marikana. You came bearing weapons, you came with the intent to kill and you should all be ashamed of yourselves. The SAPS officers were faced with life or death by you! Do you comprehend that you were a death threat? This is not a game. This is our lives. Malema goes home safe and sound. If his plans endanger lives, is he not a risk to society? A bad influence to our children? It is my responsibility to write the thoughts and feelings I have regarding humanity. To pretend they do not exist is a traitor to my Spirit. Interpret this as you will, we have a choice. Choose life. Our time for indifference has run out, we must not be average, we must be dynamic and outspoken and be truly and proudly South African. Speak words of peace and wear the armor of God. Hows this for poetry:

The DA with a young dynamic leader joins with Cope and Hon. Lekota becomes the leader backed by a strong, young vibrant leader who will learn and become all God intended. South Africa, we proudly introduce Da Cope! When all else fails, there is da cope! Da Cope give hope! There are many ways to resolve our problems, Malema must be silenced. We are too awesome to be so stupid, economically speaking.