---------------------------------- "Chasing Shadows" © 2026 Modern Bard Thank you for listening, commenting and hitting the 👍 ---------------------------------- Out on the corner where the Wi-Fi’s weak, I’m counting pennies, got mouths to feed. The neon glow don’t pay my rent, It’s just a show, it’s all pretend. The likes don’t fill my tank, don’t mend my roof, What’s the price of truth? And I hear 'em shouting, but their words are thin. I’m too busy plowing, to let 'em win. Chasing shadows in a blinding light, What’s the point of it all, when the day turns night? I’m too busy living, no time for the lime, Ain’t feeding my soul, just stealing my time. The screen keeps spinning, another reel, But I’m out here chasing something real. The dirt on my hands, the sweat on my brow, It’s the only truth I’m living now. What’s the point of clout, when the bread ain’t whole? Fame don’t warm the cold. Chasing shadows in a blinding light, What’s the point of it all, when the day turns night? I’m too busy living, no time for the lime, Ain’t feeding my soul, just stealing my time. Do they see me, or just what I share? Does it matter? No, I don’t care. The sun rises, the bills still come, Ain’t got no use for a hollow hum...
