Fame Poem by shell Zane
Fame
Unspoken fantasy in the mist of confusion
Unworthy opponents operating at the helm of the world
Tally your dead and pick up your bags
March on
Stupidty washes away the guilt
Take pleasure in your power
Fame as thick as blood
Fools competing for his attention
And your muse has not yet been born
Hollow, shallow words
Judgement overcomes reality
To whom do you desire?
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