Fame Poem by L MILTON HANKINS
Fame
Some say she was always meant to be poor
She was born into abject poverty
By some strange quirk of talent … and luck
She became so renown
Everyone knows her
By her first name.
If, by some strange quirk of talent … or luck
You became so renown
That everyone knows
You by your first name
Would you forget us common folks
Who helped you along the way?
Sunday, October 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: fame
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