Vincent

You were in a time when they didnot need
Artists who expressed feelings & emotional deeds
Your bright colours they didnot want
To them you were only just an opponent
You tried to live your life doing good to mankind
But to this all the critics were blind
So you suffered rejection & emotional pain
And living a happy existance to you was such a strain
You lived shabbily relying on your brother, like pauper
And women rejected you as your only provision was bread & water
Which weren't the luxuries they were hoping to gain
So again you were hurt & this caused more pain
Critcs, artists & women hurt you again & again
Which caused pain & pressure to a hurting brain
This you didnot need as they only caused problemns with those deadly fits
That was bringing your sad life closer to quits
Eventually you died with a sorrowful end
Your brother being your only friend
Now today your paintings we love & appreciate
But for you it is much too late
It was in your life you needed reassurance & appreciation
Not the continual rejection & frustration.

Copyright Caroline Hooimeyer 2001

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