The Reason

All people need is a reason;

A reason to wake up,

A reason to smile,

A reason to get angry,

A reason to be.

 

I cannot be happy without a reason.

It is not some greater purpose of my life, 

It is just a reason to be.

 

My reason to get up is to get to class to learn how to be a theatrical artist,

My reason to smile is seeing an audience have an emotional response to a show,

My reason to get angry is when I could have done better,

My reason to be is my art.

It is the age old art of storytelling.

 

My reason is having some way to express myself, 

it is to express the voice of others,

it is to release my thoughts, my feelings, my energy.

 

More than anything my reason is a human need, 

the need to express, to communicate, to share.

 

I need to learn.

I need to express.

I need to share.

I need theatre.

We all need stories.

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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