“She’s the child music prodigy you all know and love! Please, welcome to the stage… Open Markle!” The thunderous din from their clapping hands and the incredible brilliance of the bright stage lights tore at her nerves. As her anxiety began to rise, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
Little people in little places, Wearing masks to hide their faces. Running 'round in circles they've lost their way. Fighting wars for money but the kids can't pay... So there's little hope for the little people. Cause there's too much blame goin' a-round. So much hate - enough to drown. Is this all there is?… Continue reading Little People