The real reason

And if it were for myself,
I'd live quietly, unnoticed.
In service to those I love.
Happily caring.
Nurturing,

But fire exists within.
Ignited by the woman who made me.
Her sacrifice, struggle and pain
Brought forth a light that must be honoured,
That must be seen.

For that reason I reject safety,
I reject mediocrity.
I reject comfort.
And instead will search.
For all that will keep this flame alive.