Opportunity Called

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Dreams of stardom but the truth can be so different!

Submitted: May 07, 2017

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Opportunity Called

 

I knew that I would make it big, that I had just what it takes;

to become so rich and famous, I had every thing that makes

 

a name stand out in lights, with talent, personality and style.

No good where I was living but I tried it for a while.

 

But opportunity was calling, saying make that trip across the sea;

so soon I could not turn my back – a star, I knew, was me!

 

The tears my family and friends shed when they heard the news,

made me almost hesitate but I could not shake those views

 

of my name in all the papers, headlining here and there

my talent was just calling for me to go and share.

 

The streets, though, they weren’t paved with gold. No one knew my name.

To have a chance of reaching that success I’d need to up my game.

 

Audition followed audition with rarely a call-back,

So many others trying out – with competition there was no lack.

 

I was getting hungry as my cash was running out

I’d have to broaden my horizons, of that there was no doubt.

 

Jobs I thought I’d never do still did not want to know

And then I saw an advert that I thought I’d give a go.

 

And, hey, I landed me a part, a costumed one at that,

but not one that I’d envisaged, I think, as on the bench I sat.

 

I stare out across the sea and think what I have left

and sometimes when I think what I have lost it makes me feel bereft.

 

I’ve come across the ocean, walked away from my old life,

and ended with one so much worse, with poverty and strife.

 

My part, a rabbit standing in the street to bring customers inside,

each day I have to compose myself and bury down my pride.

 

My name is next to nothing now, I never hear it said,

my dreams of fame and fortune are now well and truly dead.


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