Before an auction, you can view
The artwork
that’s for sale.
It’s open to
the public ‘til
The wealthy
will prevail.
I stroll the
galleries and stop,
My
admiration strong,
And think
about the people
To whom this
will soon belong.
The current
owners also have
A place
within my head.
They’ll now
have megabucks where once
These paintings
hung instead.
Yet somehow
none of this seems fair,
For art in
private hands
Means that most
of us will never see
What
affluence commands…
Except
before an auction
When, unlike
the rich, the rest
Of the city
comes to treasure
What they
see, not to invest.
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