Famous

I am still waiting for my fifteen minutes of fame

Maybe it's not to be

Maybe it will never come my way

And that will be the epitaph on my grave

He managed to go through life without making his name

Does it really matter

I think not

Does it mean I never made it to the top

Maybe but does that matter at all

I don't think it matters at all

But I would not disrespect being famous

If it meant my message was getting out

And inspiring the nameless

So they become driven and inspired by love and peace

Motivated in the same way as me

To bring about a change within society.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Michael Avatar
May 30, 2018 at 7:40 AM
Like a flower... just bloom...it's the little bit of time we have to live that matters...All the best Fauxcroft
Wade Avatar
May 30, 2018 at 8:23 AM
I could not agree more Arturo, thank you for taking the time to read and comment.
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