Is there any other place in the world,
Where the homeless and hungry...
Can be despised, disregarded and dismissed,
By a mob of art lovers,
Paying hundreds of dollars...
To attend an art exhibit.
At a renown museum,
That has announced...
The grand opening,
Of their 'Homeless And Hungry On Canvas' display.
Produced by an artist no one has ever known.
Or...
Has ever heard of before.
And the people attending are dripping in furs,
Taylored suits and bejeweled!
Even in the wildest of dreams,
These scenes would be unbelievable.
And yet...
I have never been approached,
To perform my 'Interpretations of An Embittered Poet'
One man show,
Anywhere.
And I wouldn't charge half as much,
For two weeks of daily hourly performances.
I wouldn't.
I would have eating a sandwich on my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem