Walk Of Fame

Walk Of Fame

A Poem by Poetic Justice
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slam poet of the year..writerscafe 2011 :)

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Slaves to media hype

Feeding your numb minds

With news tripe

Celebrity Correspondence

Filled glossy pretence

Lost all feeling of common sense

In their defence, they are paid

To believe in their own self importance

Documenting lives of no consequence

Details scrutinized, laying in wait

With prying eyes, having to go out in disguise

When actually this brings more attention

Did I forget to mention? That was their intention!

Staples and tucks, staple to the diet

Eating thin air, to keep them quiet

Ten pounds gained would cause a riot

Paid to kiss and tell, myths to dispel

And expose the jezebel, cut her to size

Sent to the press gutter hell

Snapped in precarious places

With powder nose faces

Or solicited embraces

Lawyers with sharks fin

Ready to lure in

The unsuspectin’

Paid lucrative deals

Ensuring nobody squeals

Eating into royalties

Big bucks and bigger fees

This addiction, this disease

Once tasted, hard to leave

Brainwashed to believe

This is the only way

Yes, it’s naïve

But when you’re stuck in L.A. L.A. Land

With the good, ugly and the tanned

And your face is your brand

What else are you going to do?

You’re sold out and see through

Left exposed, battered, black and blue

Become reclusive behind 12 foot walls

You don’t go out and nobody calls

Washed up, wasted, worthless

No one left to impress

In your final distress

You consume pills

For imagined ills

Locked up in Hollywood hills

Drugs to wake, drugs to sleep

One too many and in too deep

Found by a maid in a heap

But at least A listers attended

And your send off was splendid

And they cried, even if they pretended

No, not like you intended

But you’re a star in the street

Forever remembered in concrete…

 

© 2012 Poetic Justice


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Do you have to pay for your star? I think so, like you have to pay to have friends in LA, gave it all away at The Cockatoo ,parking lot, watts left me my life.Smile ya I like your Write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wonderful PJ! You tell the tale very well... it sickens me, the hype and publicity these peole get ... and some , many end up just as you have written so well.
Chloe

Posted 12 Years Ago



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