The people come like wolves
into hushed art galleries,
discreet and solemn libraries
to destroy history's mirrors of culture
finding them irrelevant to their cause.
A change is coming.
Deep into archives
dowsing with petrol
faces set firm into the fray
they light the day with dark intent.
Soon impartial enquirers will come
to report the news:
some may survive to tell a tale
of sporadic fires,
skies weeping for the past.
Now Britain has come home at last!
I tried this bold brush stroke type poem, but of course pretty much a waste of time, as it involves a sort of cul de sac re human relationships, which as we all know gets the glut of comments. Therefore many thanks David and Graham for stepping up - Hard questions to answer Graham in all honesty. I suppose good investments have a logic of their own - sad that artists often led difficult lives in order to give beauty to the world. Ownership has become an obsession to those with the means to elevate their value. I thought mindless morons in power might just want to burn such things. Thanks for the appreciation.
Thanks David for picking up that line, opposites attract.
Col, Brian, Anya and Pat, i'm pleased you liked this.
Ray
I often wonder what makes priceless art exhibits so exclusive? Why they are revered so much? And why anyone would want to destroy them?
Good work Ray
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<Deleted User> (18118)
Sun 1st Jul 2018 22:20
Some destruction going on. Maybe a cause, maybe just for it's own sake.
Thought provoking.
Hannah