The Dreamer Forgot...

The dreamer forgot how to dream,

The musician could no longer play,

The silent ones began to scream,

and I sat in shock and dismay.

The painter destroyed his paint,

The sculptor had nothing to display,

The ones who were pure began to taint,

and I sat in shock and dismay.

The world of art began to crumble,

The museums wafted away,

The orator could only mumble,

and I sat in shock as dismay.

Now we are dead,

Filled with dread,

Art has left,

We are bereft.

The world is dark,

A hollow shell,

Abandoned barque,

It sounds like Hell.