Artists are what artists do,
souls mobilised to express.
Many claim this artist title and
act their part well.
"Poets" in berets crooning
their woes mingle with the café smoke.
"Painters" whose paintings mean so much
that I can't tell which way is up.
Now it's cool to be hot,
you can channel the anger.
Just know that if you're happy,
you have no place in this world of "artists".