On How To Be Celebrated

To find oneself

In the public eye

With little

To show for it

Is to invite

A scrutiny

That can scar

Scare and set

Noses wrinkling and

Tongues wagging.

At the drop

Of a hat -

Top, boater, fedora

Bonnet or beret -

However one wears it

If they sense

Little beneath it

Joe Public will hate

Both vestments

And vested.

Yet real talent,

As opposed to a

Vacuous sense of

Self-inflated worth,

Rises seamlessly

Above the fray

With flurries of ideas

Queuing up

To be expressed

Life-changing words

Just itching

To be written

And unforgettable melodies

Patiently awaiting

Their perfect voice.

For those

Poised to deliver

The classics,

Wrestling

In a sty of

Someone else's

Social-climbing

Murky imagination

Is both tasteless

And time-consuming.

Best to focus

On the

Prodigious talents

They've been

Blessed with;

Ones that beautify

Entertain

And fuel

A thousand

Pleasing recollections.

His story

Her story

Their stories

Sustainability

Informed storytelling

Music for life

Long may we

Wear, watch, read

And listen.

👓

#FameThatHasAReasonWhy

⠀”I tried never to be defined by my past.

I like to think about what is next.”

● Issey Miyake • fashion designer

22.04.1938 - 05.08.2022

“You will get to wherever you want to get to in life by being true!”

● Biyi Bandele-Thomas • novelist, playwright, filmmaker

13.10.1967 - 07.08.2022

“My memories are inside me.

They're not things or a place - I can take them anywhere.”⠀

● Olivia Newton-John • singer, actress, activist

26.09.1948 - 08.09.2022

📷 Brigitte Lacombe

📷 Kola Akinsolugba

📷 Paramount Pictures

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