Intro:-
This one is about famous people who do not become slaves to fame and truly teach their followers something and of course not necessarily rockstars.
POEM
There he stood on the stage
There I saw the mystical sage
To a world he took me
A world where I see truly
No fancy car
For the rockstar
He only believed in his message
Enlightment was his only lineage
The rockstar shows the art
Understanding of the smart
Upon us he told the tales
Only to his god he hails
He's our mentor at least
Oh, the rockstar priest
Despite all his fame
He remembers all names
He honors us, we honor back
We hold on to the passion
He guides us out of the black
Of a cave that's slowly clashing
Towards a light he hasn't made
But he has never let it fade
Our example, not our deity
Our brother, what we seek to be
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