What becomes of a legend?
He becomes a fairy tale..A Tall Tale... One That Grows thinner every passing day.
Until the truth blares out and the one who becomes the "story" goes off his deep end.
Why must one perish before his hard work hits his public's ears?
Why must scandal hype up the cameras and lights his way when one past day before....
He was a brand new "say."
Now comes those heavy run and false tears.
Where were the cheers when he was at his peek? At his start?
At his peek of performance when he broke out for his "Grand Start?"
Legends can live on, with life, as well.
Instead of "Death due us love his part.."
It should be.....
"Even until his death, then past, from his start do we love the sparks?"
Now we visit his grave in a cemetery park.
Now it is a marker of Bloated Tragedy earning fame. I'd rather put out this flame.
I'm living my start. Past this part... I shall "live and play"
rather than "Die" and be "Celebrated after the anniversary of his death day."