When she sang
I was there and in charge;
She came and sang her song.
DOP was selfish
The two had friendship.
Camera and lenses,
Showed her filth and richness
She had what I can't have!
Not even in dream…
She affords many tools
She is rich, I am poor!
Therefore was DOP!
All the guys and the gals
Acted, danced
Flirted
But nonsense
Kissed French for the show
Body sale in a way!
Singer mailed video
Sent to me with ‘hello'.
Feel seeing my footage…
-embedded in their work…
Though was not my class
Feel happy of time passed.
I was there and saw how
We cheat the audience…
This is what they ask for
Our art sucks; yes of course!
This junk is today's art
So called ‘cool' that they want
Clients love to be brainwashed
Let them be nothing but stupid…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem