The upcoming actor waiting the table, The future CEO giving change at checkout, The barmaid that will soon take the music world by storm, Everyone’s looking for a claim to fame,
The guy washing cars who is writing his first book, The girl asking if you want fries who will soon be reading the news, The roadsweeper who will one day soon run a chain of stationers, The student who will one day run the most trendy salon, Everyone is chasing a claim to fame,
Sometimes the dust settles… Others, the wind blows it away, It may come back, or sit elsewhere, Or we may run after it, Losing breath,
Just as it seems to sink in the river, It appears to rise up again, Pardon my french but it can drive me insane, Or did I mean in the seine?
Trying to keep afloat, chasing my own claim to fame
©R. Spencer 2020.
That's All Write 
One from my archives. Even though I wrote this poem in 2020, it was written earlier that year before I started this blog in September.
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