What drove Achilles to battle

What motivated him to stay ten years?

Why do we write?

Why do we sculpt?

Why do we draw?

Why do we film?

Traces, we leave them everywhere

Our voice, our experience

We want to be heard

We want to be seen

I was here, I did something

I existed, I was good at something!

No one wants to be forgotten

to be ignored

To speak into a void

And to hear nothing back

I do not seek the glory of battle

But like Achilles,

I want my name to be remembered

For my skill to leave a mark.