Aug
25th
2016
Original Poem: The Fame Game · 2:38pm Aug 25th, 2016
The Fame Game
Fame is a game,
And the famous aren't the players.
They are the pawns on the chessboard of grief.
Today the pawns are defending knights,
On a march to public identity.
They are the Mother Theresa of the news.
Tomorrow they are defeated by,
The king and queen of media.
They become the martyrs,
Burnt for their beliefs.
They get the Salem witch trial,
And are hung on social media.
But hey,
Who cares.
