by Robert Anderson

Created on: March 22, 2009

This poem is around a girl called, "Jade Goody" that died this morning after a painful battle with cancer. She became a sort of celebrity on a realistic TV show here in the UK called, "Big Brother" This catapulted her into becoming a very controversial celebrity due to her working class roots and rather brash and outspoken personality. The same people that built her up, destroyed her . This poem was written this morning and is simply called

Jade

Trying to find

A kind of peace of mind

Something that gives you a sign

Was it worth your living time

I'm Just being someone

Looking to have some fun

But you can't please everyone

After all is said and done

Put me on a cloud

Shout my name out loud

Clap me standing tall

Then kick me when I fall

Love me in your lies

I'm everything you despise

It's just easy compromise

Selling papers in disguise

Can you comprehend

If something's heaven sent

To change your life around

It takes time to find the ground

Adjustments have to mend

Reflection time to spend

Times that you were starving

Now your up there with then carving

But they only feed on you

To publish something new

Cameras flashing in a cue

For this girl without a clue

Racialist tones

When cancers in my bones

Making headlines overblown

If the truth was only known

Big brothers doom and gloom

Filled with has-beens' in a room

Clambering for fame

Or one word to spark a flame

But it really was not me

But that's all you got to see

There was over act conjecture

Bollywood and all its colour

Love me now I'm dead

Ponder everything that's said

Buy the books and my perfume

As they are my children's heirloom

Now the masses will all flock

Where politicians start to cluck

I see Gordon Brown is leading

Where was he when I was bleeding?

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