Life without ART, by Darlene Lewis

Can you ask a baby not to cry?

can you ask a bird not to fly?

can you ask a flower not to bloom?

life without art is death after doom

life without movement still and content

worthless meaningless time is spent

idle just slumber just plain and bland

no strokes no pens or pencil in hand

no music no prose no blisters on toes

no broken hearted dancers no shows

only true artists understand and know

how life would be so grey and dark

life without love is life without art

rehearsals and go sees and cattle calls

no models no musicians at all

no mp3s or mov's nor any html

no lyrics lost no cds to sell

no beats no bangs no blues no rock

no jazz no reggatone no not

museum walls crying for frames

artifacts unknown fossil namesmarkers paint oil and lead

art cannot live if it is dead

Art is a baby waiting to be

nurtured and loved eternally

Art is a Rose in full bloomLife without art is Death after Doom