Why do we employ pen and paper
or, having been given words,
dutifully put them to rhyme?
Why do we apply oil to canvas,
or form a masterpiece
with not but sound?
It is the calling of the writer,
to breathe life within a world their own.
Bestowing utterance upon thought,
bringing ideas to light.
Through art we draw comfort.
The artist,
sharing their struggle,
inspiration to all who need.
Let those who see beauty amongst decay
express with brilliance that which is hidden,
that the world may know its splendor.
Why do we create?
Because we are created.
~ elr
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