Response
I stand backstage, watching.
The band is ready and waiting patiently,
As I walk onto the stage.
Then everything calms down, and it begins.
I show them how i feel through the words,
The emotions all read clearly.
As we give them all we've got,
Anxious for any response from them.
They hear the music play,
Not letting them drift away.
All eyes on me, I feel them see right through.
Everything I say, they know and feel.
My emotions melt into their response.
The words stop coming.
But the response never will.
All their voices join together,
Becoming their emotions.
Emotions for me to respond to.
-Carmen Rodriguez
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