Art is resilient
Like folds of thunder
And hairlines slick with Brilliantine
It's black and white in colour
From Disneyland to Antarctica
So how are we to respect mere mediums?
When stencils shatter in crumbling republics
And elected bodies whitewash any scratching in the plaster
Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
Leaving occasional initials carved into pioneers
And yellow bellied fish on tables in city plazas
So are the gamekeepers, unfortunately. *