Applause Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

So many of us want to be famous
Want to be recognized by the public
But this is all greed, we are oblivious
This desire will turn out to be tragic.

On earthly lusts, many of us were drowned
Why people always want to be on top?
We don't see that we fall on sinners' ground
Just to be praised and hear a thousand claps

Why we compete for popularity
Is fame a treasure; eternal virtue?
O think! Is to be famous our duty?
Hey! There are much important things to do!