The reappearance of the master of the word
May astonish and astound the few who’re near
The time it’s taken to be truly heard
So few people are left who want to hear
The spoutings from this crazy rascal’s mouth
Depressing and disturbing though they be
A view gained from the north while looking south
Astounded that you all aren’t watching me

A secret wrapped enigma full of prose
A gift left in its wrapping till the spring
Unnoticed gem lies underneath your nose
Still shouting though there’s no one listening
Left silently in widening pit of shame
As everyone around has disappeared
Left groping blind and empty, what became
Of the thousand screaming fans who came and cheered

Now arrogance has taken quite a knock
Good tidings they are few and far between
And lack of interest came as quite a shock
One once was lit up bright, now sulks unseen
Just reliving the whole five seconds of fame
That propelled me into touching many lives
Now lost, broken, discarded full of shame
The time has gone as fast as it arrived