Art Is Dead

ART IS DEAD
IT DIED AT BIRTH 
WHEN ADAM AND EVE 
WERE MADE
IT DIED AT BIRTH 
OF UNNATURAL CAUSES 
AND SEALED IN A TOMB
TO BE CONTEMPLATED OVER TIME BY MANY 
TO GIVE FALSE HOPE TO THE HUMAN 
THAT THERE IS MORE TO LIFE
THAN AWAITING DEATH AND HEAVEN

ART IS RESURRECTED 
WHEN THE NEED ARISES
BY THOSE WHO NEED
TO GIVE FALSE HOPE 
TO THE HUMAN 
THAT THERE IS MORE TO LIFE
THAN AWAITING DEATH AND HEAVEN
ONLY TO BE STILL BORN

LET THE CHURCH BELLS RING
LET THE ANGELS SING
IT IS REBORN 

AGAIN AND AGAIN
IT DOES NOT SAY ANYTHING
IT DOES NOT DO ANYTHING
IT EXISTS ONLY IN ONES HEAD 
AND HEART
PUT THERE 
BY THE MANY WHO NEED
THAT THERE IS MORE TO LIFE
THAN AWAITING DEATH AND HEAVEN
PRAISE BE TO ART
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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December 7, 2011 at 10:31 AM
Enjoyed reading your excellent poetry today and hope to be back soon to read more Rudolph. This time of year we all are so busy and I for one don't have a lot of time right now but I will try. I love reading the poetry of the many talented poets here at the Soup. Hope to be reading your poetry for many more years to come. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us and may you always find the inspiration to continue with your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol
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