![]() SelloutA Poem by Harry MoraI don't care what you think of me I've fought for all you see Nothing I had was ever handed down I refuse to play the f*****g clown
Say what you want I'm really not bothered I'll shed a tear for the soul that you've bartered You sold yourself out for money and power Was your soul only worth a f*****g dollar?
You gave it all up, your creativity You gave it all up for popularity But what does it matter if you're a star If you don't know who you really are? © 2010 Harry Mora |
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Added on May 31, 2010 Last Updated on May 31, 2010 Author![]() Harry MoraEast Newark, NJAboutMy work began primarily as a way to exorcise my own inner demons, and give them a voice outside of my mind. I currently have a short stories in the anthologies MASTERS OF HORROR: DAMNED IF YOU DON'.. more..Writing
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