The Condescending Music Star
Background to the poem
The background to this poem about pride is a series of rehearsals for a high profile program featuring a number of international ‘stars’. One of the lead singers flew in from wherever to rehearse with a local choir...
She looked at us as if we were the gutter caste
Her tolerating, condescending air
Framed by those haughty eyes, that flawless skin, her lovely hair
We scraped our bellies on the floor,
Apologetically did our best to learn, to actually perform her score
It sounded great to us
Our effort was accepted
But only just tolerated
The day before and hours closer to the time
She drilled us to secure harmonies, sequence and time
On the day-how could someone so beautiful look even better?
She sparkled for the cameras and the crowds
She was READY
To the letter
So how did that crazy slip-up happen?
The conductor ending the rendition
Soon after she began!
Her pent-up expectation was doused
She was dazed
The program marched relentlessly on.
The next performance
Mounted the arena’s podium
The haughty luminary did not get to shine!
Her highness suffered
An utter drop in prestige
I wondered what lessons could be learned from this
He gives grace to the humble
While others He resists.
Refutation and photo credits
This is a work of poetry and not a biographical piece of writing
Thanks to jared for photo - stars, its working