To Be Remembered

We were born
We were created
We were brought to this place to be elated
To share the suffering and the gains
To achieve fame
Though not through the notes we've attained
But through the artistry and workmanship
We've put in as though we're slaves
Not slaves by force
But with a burning fire; learning from defeat
To conquer those desires
Taking a step forward each day
Not because we were created
But because we are to be remembered.

- A poem by Shreya Khot