Those Fifteen Minutes

[Camy]

Those Fifteen Minutes

by Camy

bleeding hearts and vinegar belie that cheery soul

for those who've passed by long ago are happier on their roll

and stones and hills and tumbling moss mean nothing to that rock

who loved with burning passion but now weeps tears that mock

desire of all is common touch to those who hide the truth

for all their hopes and fears and years and shattered dreams of youth

for what is left neath starry skies that ne'er seem to change

a swift nick or a pop of pill to end a life deranged

or sinking slowly down into the mire of endless days

that last and stretch away for years as mind and body fades

as health and dreams crumble to dust swept away by the young

who seldom seem to realise they too might end up unsung

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In 1968 Andy Warhol said, "In the future, everyone will be world-famous for fifteen minutes". Nowadays it seems that everyone feels those fifteen minutes are their birthright.

[Bruin Fisher]

I read it, and read it again, and again...

Each time I read it I find it more powerful, it punches me in the gut and then kicks me when I'm down. This is me in print and it hurts because it's true.

I need a hug!!

Brilliant writing as ever, Camy. Now I want to hear it set to music.

[DesDownunder]

Here's your hug Bruin,

And one for Camy for his poem.

[Merkin]

Bummer. I was so looking forward to that fifteen minute flare.

Camy, you have such a way with words, each one so apt and dead on target.

James