The Act (Part 1)

The act of art form
Is the flow from
Within a wise soul
Do not write because
You feel you have to
Write because you
Truly have to feel
A stone cold heart
Knows only pain
Yet is it not pains
In the turbulence of
Life that allows one
To live and grow
Every heart will bend
Or break with rapid
Change but you have
To keep your head up
And your heart strong
Especially if you Want
To Sing your hearts song