The War of Art

by: Shirley Satterfield

The War of Art
I’m fighting the war of art.
Pressing through the weary mind,
The spent heart,
The tired bones.
I’m fighting through the war of art.
Every morning, everyday is a brand new start.
I’m pressing through the war of art.
It puts a fire in my bones
As lovely words I hone.
I’m fighting through the war of art.
And it may be a sin,
But I will surely win.
Onward though the war of art.

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