Art may dress an ugly thing
In clothes of beauty
And make it sing
The sweetest song.
Is the artist’s duty
To truth and beauty?
Hate and lust
Are strong
The artist’s mind
Is full of thoughts of mortal dust,
And the reputation he will leave behind.
But some still choose truth
Though their roof
Cave in,
Under the weight, of their own sin.
The question Is: should an artist turn an ugly thing into beauty, or record it as it actually is?
A poem to make us think, Kevin.
Thank you , Vivienne. They say that “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”. There is much truth in this. However some things remain ugly, because that is what they are. Best wishes. Kevin
Very strong poem, with quality… Great penning. ❤
Thank you. I’m pleased you appreciate my poem. Best wishes. Kevin