Am I Not Art Poem by Robert Powell

Colour and form, shapes and patterns
Is that not me?
A fortress, windows secured by battens
Is that what you see?

Imperfect, unfinished, not quite what I want
Is that forbidden?
Unknowable, predictable, dull and bright
Is something hidden?

Moldable, sculptable, and subject to change
Is there anything not?
Unique and intriguing, gorgeous and ugly
Is that all I've got?

What's allowed? What's Written? What's True?
Is it important?
System, desires, and things that we need.
What if I didn't?

A wall, and a frame, with all held within or without
Is that to be?
Fragile, and temporary, with pointless meaning
Is that not me?

Am I not Art?  
Aren't you?