For The Artists

This poem is
A tribute
To all the struggling
Artists
The writers
Painters
Sculptures
Etc.
Who are selling
Their souls for
Money so that they
Can fill their soul
On the side
Because it's a hard pursuit
Following a passion
That nobody
But you
Truly cares about
And you'll be ridiculed
For your efforts
Sometimes by those
Close to you
Who don't understand
Who have made money
Their passion
But do not be dismayed
Because it is better to
Die poor
And have a passion
Then to die rich
And not have that thing
That strums your soul