Fame
Just for the thrill of it, an infamous act is done
Just for the fun of it, the hard game was played and won
Just for rave of the crowd, an innocent child takes a bow, and shed many tears
regardless of whose around
What one wouldt do, be be famous now, and not have to lose?
Just for the name in big bright lights, reality show are now society's delight
jusr to win the deal, so much effort is show, to gain the appeal
There's a new way to have it all, to grace the tv platform and have a ball
We now call it all Fame.
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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