We create all alone in the dark
To make sense of the whole in our heart
We draw, paint and shape
For legacy’s sake
Seeking our meaning in Art
Forgoing the medium of word
In silence the message is heard
With critical eye
We search for the why
And our passions are suddenly stirred
In light of the natural dearth
The cheapest now cost you the earth
Lacking in meaning
Stolen by dealing
Valued only for what they are worth