Art knows where it is
Art knows not where it goes to
it knows where it's been
Those who chase dreams
art, people, places, things .... those who count
those who scam, those who look for the easy way
in and the princely way out
those who hear but don't listen
reasons
excuses
turned into rhymes
bellied up to a bar
that has no admission price
other than the soul
What is art anyways, but
a Lost Cause