Erren Geraud Kelly

Playing a baseball game
Before an empty crowd is like
A jazz musician playing to
Shadows
In a club
Or a poet reading to himself
They are their own music
Making their own heaven
As a war rages on the city
Streets
A true artist doesn´t Think
About the rewards or the
Affirmation or
Even the criticism
He doesn´t even care if no one
Is looking
An artist just creates
The finished product is
Its own
Applause