rich and powerless
the famous and fortunate
descendants of royalty and paupers
never worry about dying
for their light shines bright
deep inside their minds
flying past obscurity
they find themselves mainstream
craving to be recognized
like poets or painters
philosophers or prophets
musical artists luring you
closer to the stage
it matters not who they are
or why they were sent here
for sadly the multitude
gaze their eyes skyward
for entirely different reasons
december two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
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Like a camel through the needles eye..
yes, something like that my friend….