Because he could

VILE was the Man that bought the painting.
Unforgettable is the beauty at the mercy of his ego.
Love,a reason to look upon him with hateful eyes.
Greed,a motive to own all that he could.
A time for concern, fragile in clumsy hands.
Ruled by money,if only for a time.
Perhaps too late for this treasure to survive.

He handled Vemeer, like a cheap souvenir.
Carelessly flaunting his prize.
Fuelled by disgust,from displays of his lust
Is the glare that we hold in our eyes.

It all seems so wrong,
For the tune of her song to be played for a deaf man to hear.
If only he'd see,
It takes more than money,
To earn the honour of holding her dear.