A drunken walk in the dead of night
as my balance falters
wobbling down the main road
composing myself for the cars driving by
their headlights a spotlight
like the one I'll some day own
people will like my work, my writing
seeing it on movie screens
some day that light will be mine
as I give a speech on a stage
to prove the doubters wrong
the light will be all mine
and you'll see my face forever