Artpitalism Poem by Cedric Boulevard

Artpitalism



Pennies for my thoughts, you mustn't pay
For all of them I give away
But dollars add with time, you say
I do not mind, so go your way!
I just want to be an artist
Melancholy, maybe drone
An artist's life is surely hardest
Pennies paid for thoughts...

oh no.

Pennies for my thoughts, do pay
For all of them I give away
Dollars add with time, they say
Off to Interscope; seize the day!
Now I'm made of gold; an idol
For all my raving fans, my title:
'New debut from underground:
Everybody buy this sound! '

Sunday, October 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: artistic work
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