Dear artists,
You clear the human mind's mist,
For complete clarity, For daily struggles you bring about bliss,
While the darkness of human's souls abound, you bestow a gentle kiss,
What are we? Just fools?
Or simple slaves to society, simple tools?
Used, then discarded? Or, when finished with, thrown aside?
Yet, we of the arts, do not mind, even if we are in this bind.
Certain is that we are mankind's aid,
Serving our fellow man in countless ways through producing a relaxing shade,
With no secret vice, no secret blade,
Always with a supporting hand, destined to never fade.
Sincerely,
A fellow artist and admirer.
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 2:09 AM UTC
Dear artists,
You clear the human mind's mist,
For complete clarity, For daily struggles you bring about bliss,
While the darkness of human's souls abound, you bestow a gentle kiss,
What are we? Just fools?
Or simple slaves to society, simple tools?
Used, then discarded? Or, when finished with, thrown aside?
Yet, we of the arts, do not mind, even if we are in this bind.
Certain is that we are mankind's aid,
Serving our fellow man in countless ways through producing a relaxing shade,
With no secret vice, no secret blade,
Always with a supporting hand, destined to never fade.
Sincerely,
A fellow artist and admirer.
For all artists, with love.