Untitled Poem

If Art was a rose

I would clip its S.T.E.M.

Science

Technology

Engineering

Mathematics

For they believe Art should die

They know not what they say

Nor what they do

Or who controls their truth

A lobbyist whispered in their ears, 

“You are more beautiful, more important, more superior.”

And now they think that way  

Not understanding that art proceeded their rise to fame

From the KhoiKhoi Rock Paintings

 to Mdu Neter in Kemet

From the traditional dances of the Zulus

 to the oral poetry of Batswana

From the beautiful notes of humming birds 

to the protesting shouts of Tasmanian Devils

From the pointed hooves of leaping Gazelles 

to the belly dancing of golden green snakes

Art was always here

Art was science without explanation

Technology without a mental hold or social control over the people

Art was engineering without imprisonment by linear structures

And mathematics without restriction

For any answer could be the answer and that was it

Art truly makes you think independently

If  I 

were you 

and Art 

was a rose

I would water it  

I am in no way against STEM but I am %100 for Arts Education