Notorious
Fickle fame and impure glances fan the flame of ego dances
Envy idols made for me to keep me trapped in lands of dreams
Up so high, out of reach,
your steps falter, feel defeat
I would let this fantasy rest, but how could I? The one, the best…
…at many times we are told, impersonal voices, some we know
Tricked as they were they tricked you;
deceiving powers and airy words captivate
Slim chance, success attained,
broken lives lay in wake
Complete you are, I have made it
Known by all, liked by many, loved by none ‘cept self & spirit
Contentment seeping through torn clothes;
garbed in bright colorful rainbows
Aging, old, a broken crown
The great name known turned upside down
Grand we are, delusion was kept;
as flesh held tight fell from our faces.
Coffin whip and rusted bendz
is legacy left to worship in
Originally composed 4/9/20