Singing To An Audience That Doesn't Want To Listen Poem by Matthew Holloway

Standing there putting out your soul
Opening up the art you carefully crafted
The passion you committed to it
And the indifference to which its greeted
Sometimes the occasional applause
Which is more a form of politeness
Echoing a summers afternoon
Watching the county cricket
Conversations hum loudly
Drowning out your performance
At times it would be easier quitting
How many would notice the empty stage
But it remains in you, the art, the passion
The desire to create and perform
In spite of it all you continue
Singing to an audience, that doesn't want to listen