A Coat by W. B. Yeats

Touching. A poem from 'Poetry in Motion' run by the Poetry Society of America, from the New York subway....

I made my song a coat
Covered with embroideries
Out of old mythologies
From heel to throat;

But the fools caught it,
Wore it in the world's eyes
As though they'd wrought it.

Song, let them take it,
For there's more enterprise
In walking naked.