You think you can win?
With your million images snatched;
Million moments stolen.
You might have won before,
Sold life for highest price,
Hounded; thinking them a dog;
Feeding the insatiable with the unsensational.
They invited you in and you wouldn’t leave. You think you know me?
Have right to know?
Think your welcome?
Think you can lift my head and love me,
Raise my head as a trophy?
You think your celebration will entice me in,
Your besieging of my life will draw me out,