A Star Winks Out

A Star Winks Out

A Poem by John Stussy
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Just a song. Enjoy.

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He was a freedom fighter

Deep in music’s battleground.

A guitar slinging long-haired singer,

Letting the crowds hear his cries.

Stage walking animal

Pounding out his rocker riffs,

His life came out to the raging masses

While off the stage he hid at home.

When the music was played and done

He’d wave good-bye and then go to her,

She was the aspect of his normal life,

The one who he held so dear.

Quiet moments under the moonlight

Hand in hand they stood as one.

He felt his dreams and her both tugging

And the internal war exploded out.

 

The crowds demanded his vibrant life

But he wanted two things all at once.

Could he step away from the stage for good

And play a different sort of tune?

A song written for the lady

Who made him feel like he was human

And not a flag held for the mobs.

 

Soon the climb became much steeper,

He rose above some local fame.

More people desired his heartfelt music

But the gal he looked to didn’t care for it.

A country belle she liked the soft stuff,

Skull emblems and limos ain’t the life for her.

He tried to balance out the two,

Feeling the ground split between his legs.

 

The crowds demanded his vibrant life

But he wanted two things all at once.

Could he step away from the stage for good

And play a different sort of tune?

A song written for the lady

Who made him feel like he was human

And not a flag held for the mobs.

 

The choice was his now

Grab ahold of fame or real life.

He struggled within over the dreams

And indecision ended up drowning him.

 

The crowds demanded his vibrant life

But he wanted two things all at once.

Could he step away from the stage for good

And play a different sort of tune?

A song written for the lady

Who made him feel like he was human

And not a flag held for the mobs.

 

Now he hides, another face in the crowd.

Forgotten by both he stands alone.

An average joe wasting away

He now plays at home alone,

Dreaming two dreams that won’t come to pass

And wishing either one would last.

© 2009 John Stussy


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Now this write gripped my attention I love this. One amazing story here. Wonderful write.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ahh i love this one!!


:-D I remember you showing me this one and I just love it.

It flows so well and even though its sad, it means something.

loved it 1000000000000000%


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What a decision, the hardest to make, I believe.
this was heartwrenching, and honest,
how the ties of the heart often return to trip us up later.
this would sound great, sung, hope you go w it.
It's sad too...hope there is a remedy along the way.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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