a stream of pure talent

people reproduce themselves
in their works
and sometimes,
possessions mirror something in their owners

haven’t you noticed
how so much music
is filled with messages to haters?
what was supposed to be a stream
of pure talent
for us to draw layers of meanings
has become colored with the hate, bitterness, violence that’s been stewing during the rise

tell me creative works are outlets
for bottled feelings
and I will ask you what your message
for your audience was before you ran
into haters and obstacles