A Piece Of Art Poem by Natalya Shae

I know that I see this piece of art differently
from you and them
you see happiness in the expression
they see innocence in the stance
but i see ever so carefully
the pain; the suffereing; the haunted past
in the brush strokes and smears
of the artist.
How hard he must of worked for so little money
You look at his piece with judging eyes
not of the art itself but at the
name scribbled at the bottom corner of the canvas.
A name of no importance to you
but to me
I see a piece of art that could change the world...