I am but a small voice,
A minuscule one compared to the screams of the world.
I whisper as they shout,
I write, instead of opening my mouth.
But I know that I have a superpower.
I have something people rarely have,
or when they do, it’s something they rarely ignite.
Some have been told to keep it down,
keep it hidden,
shush and just follow what has been done before.
But I will not rest,
I will not cease.
I have a small voice but my power,
the power in me is strong.
It drives me to go further,
It drives me to go a little bit further.
It drives me to pick up whoever I can on the way,
and it drives me to help them go a little bit further.
Although, for now, I sit here in the spotlight.
Although, for now, everyone is looking.
Although, for now, it doesn’t seem like I’m doing anything,
My power appears when you’re not looking.
It appears at three am when you’re all sleeping,
As I type away at my computer.
It appears as you blink, when no can see what I’m doing,
As I make another deal with an author.
It appears when everyone is busy doing what they think they should be doing,
while I fly above you,
my power keeping me up.
But one day, I’ll emerge with my power.
One day, you’ll look back and say
“Did you see that!?”
But by that time,
I’ll look like an overnight success.
And it will be because of my power,
The power of passion.
The drive, the willingness to go the distance.
It’s here, but you can’t see it yet.
But one day,