Boy from Lwakaka and the twenty poems of the living cent

When fame is gone

When fame is gone.
And nobody is there for you.
The people who where close to you.
Are now a million mile away.
They see you as a failure.

When fame is gone.
Their hatred will have increase on you.
The people you gave love.
They are now against you.
And you see them pointing their figures at you.

Now you are down its only God left for you.
And the hope that things will change.
Fame is gone and love too.
I told you that the roots of desire.
Will turn against you.
When fame is gone.

       Joshua madiba