There are Artists - poem

A poem i wrote, written in the style of a poem found in a children’s book with animated images.

There are artists that heart and then make art

there are artists that art and hardly heart

some artists share, and deeply care

and some do not give a fuck beyond their hair

There are artists who do it out of ambition

or even for global recognition

and there are those who do it for justice and truth

and others to buy crocodile shoes

There artists who drink and drug and drown

or get depressed and hide in the ground

and there are those who fun and laugh and love

and spread good vibes like angels in love

There are artists who mother while they work

and often struggle and never tell

and then there are those who don’t know their value and worth

and give up and give in, even surrender to death

There artists that create for a better world, for love

and some artists who detest those who buy their art

and then there are those artists who are like me

that think they are open and true but fail terribly

If you resonate with any of the above

know it’s ok cause all is part of making art