Fame

Fame... I keep hearing David Bowie's tune in my head.

Fame

I am a youth
I see you there
Flashing lights, glowing comments
People calling your name
“This way, this way, oh please!”

I am a youth
I see your life
Everyone loves you
People wear your name
Creating alters for your image like a god

Shouts from those that want to be you
Shouts from those that want to be near you
Shouts from those that want to love you
Shouts from those that worship you
Shouts from those that pray in your name

I traded a script that was given me for one of my own choosing

I am a little older
I am walking paths you once did
Some people love me, others hate me
Some people know who I am
Some people ask for the blessing, I sign my name

I am a little older
I see my life
Every night a new place
People buying icons of my name
Taking home to alters their latest god

Shouts by me to be heard above the rest
Shouts by me to be nearest the best
Shouts by me to be in demand, wanted
Shouts by me to be worshipped as a god
Shouts by me to be to hear the prayers

I have made it
You have seen me here
Living in the midst of flashing lights and comments
People calling out my name
“This way, this way, oh please!”

I have made it
You see my life
Everyone cries out their love to me
People wear my name
Creating alters for my image, I am their god

Shouts from those that want to be me
Shouts from those that want to be near me
Shouts from those that want to love me
Shouts from those that worship me
Shouts from those that pray in my name

I am here
No one sees me
Lost in the midst of flashing lights and comments
People calling to their god
“This way, this way, oh please!”

I am here
You remember my life
Everyone cried out their love for you
People wore your name
Destroying alters made in your image, no longer their god

Shouts that were for you are now for me
Shouts that were for you now want to be near me
Shouts that were for you now want to love me
Shouts that were for you now worship me
Shouts that were for you now pray in my name

I am you
No one sees me
No flashes of light, only rare comments
People have forgotten their god for the new
“Excuse me, sir. Could you get out of the shot?”

I see you
I remember your life
Only now, everyone cries out their love for you
Only now, people wear your name
New alters have risen, a new idol worshipped, a new god made

Shouts that were for me are now for yours
Shouts that were for me now want to be near you
Shouts that were for me now want to love you
Shouts that were for me now worship you
Shouts that were for me now pray in your name

I am old
I see no one
Flashes of light only garner comments, epithets
Gone is their god in dusts of memory
“Excuse me, sir. Could you get out way!?!”

I don’t care to see you
I don’t care to remember your life
I don’t care to hear everyone cry out at all
I don’t care for people who wear names
I tear down alters that have made, no new idols worshipped, no new gods made

Shouts that were for me are now memory
Shouts that were for me now want some meaning
Shouts that were for me now want to be loved
Shouts that were for me now worship themselves
Shouts that were for me now pray in no names I know

I pray for a script that was given me instead of one of my own choosing

Reviews

[Rain]

Hi Doc..
I like this alot. It should be mandatory reading for people on the bottom shelf,and those on the top shelf. I think you make good use of your repetative verses. I'm impressed. Have you been writing a long time? Thanks for allowing me to read your work. Rain

[Hh/happy Bunny Lives On..]

Doc, very good illustration to fame. I saw on reality tv, the ones who were once fameous and now on these shows. Who needs fame when you have family and friends?! I'll let my friend read this, she wants to be a singer and famed. Might bring her down to earth like you are dude.

Hannah... I gave your tree back!