L.A. Lament Poem by Wynn Free  Hard to find a Heart of gold. Everyone needs to use you To get one step closer To their star. So many roads Leading to nowhere. Glitter on the path, But the pot of gold Is so elusive. So few break through The star-making machine. My advice If you have to stay, For what it's worth A new L.A. cliche: Don't reach for the stars. Reach for the hearts. Don't fall for someone else's scheme. Unless it's part of your dream.  Art work by Rassouli