What is a song that goes unheard,
or poem if it has no words?
An echoed sound
that has no end,
a profound thought,
stuck in a pen.

What is a frame without the art,
or actor with no spoken part?
A cage secured
on every side,
a gig to take,
with hidden lines.

What is a film with no debut,
biography without your view?
A way to be deemed
as aloof,
a way to read,
another’s truth.

What is a life without a twist,
or opportunity you missed?
A day relived
with no enhance,
a lesson shown,
so take a chance.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy