Fame Game

Undivided attention, the hideous characters mark the road,
The wheels give way to the creatures crawling and the death seems too cold,
No wonder the weather seemed so much jaded,
The colors and light of the city and people are faded,

Dust rolls up the alleys, dried up left alone deserted,
The daylight is heavy, yet no one is left affected,
No one rings a bell, the rest seem to lay in the pool mourning,
Crying over the demise of their soul, happy with their petty earnings

Dig it up, the answers, the reason, those brought you here,
You are the problem, the 'soul'-ution is with you to share,
Nudge out of the small creaks to catch the early sunlight,
Don't be afraid to take the step and get ready for the fight,

March on to the top, blow the horn and begin the game,
Gulp down the moment that may sprinkle over you pinch of shame,
Because you are not alone waiting to be heard and paid,
You are just another one of his creation fighting the rest for the distant fame.