I was a singer,
a dancer too,
from a talented family,
youngest of the crew
Just a young kid
but not allowed to play,
rehearsals and gigs
day after day.
Left the family group
became a solo superstar
adored by all
Near and far.
Once I was black
Then became white.
Endless concerts
night after night
In order to perform
and remain a sensation,
had to rely on
medication.
Now that I'm dead
I can finally rest.
Now I don't always
have to be the best.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem adout "the life of a..." something, anything, person, place, or thing. Be creative! Any style of poem. |
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