Artists paint, mould, and sell their souls,
their works a piece for you to take.
judgement of their being for a bid of your acceptance,
is the price of which they stake.
each brushstroke is an emotion,
each rendition is a fear.
know the signs to seek,
and their meanings are but clear.
You’ll see the memories that will not leave them,
the sentiments they cannot contain.
Their feelings lie out plain to you,
with a price tag and a name.
could be better, but mm.