I used to be a household name.
A notable celebrity.
I was a winner in life’s game
Now nobody remembers me.
I lived a life of luxury.
Spent every penny that I earned.
Today I live in poverty.
The tables well and truly turned.
I should have saved but I did not
I thought my fame would never end
I was contented with my lot.
But now I know you can’t depend.
On lady luck a fickle jade.
She builds you up then tears you down.
One day you top the hit parade
The next day you become unknown.
I only have myself to blame
Believed my own publicity
I gloried in my transient fame.
But lady luck deserted me.
I was a fool I must confess
But I chose not to think ahead.
What does it matter more nor less.
Most people think that am dead.
Instead I’m just an old has been
I slipped into obscurity
completely faded from the scene.
Nobody wants to remember me..
23/08/2009
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We will remember you Ivor.........