Rhetorical

Samuel Marcotte

What lifts me up?

What fills my cup?

Why do I do what I do?

Why do I push through?

Is it my Mom?

Is it a bomb?

Is it the Dad,

I wish I had?

Is it some kinda drive,

That keeps me alive?

Is it the sun and the moon?

Is it waiting for that boom?

Is it the presence of many questions?

Is it the infinite geometrical directions?

Is it towering ever so tall?

Is it slipping, will I fall?

Is it my secret, superpowers,

That justifies all those hours?

Am I a rotten, selfish liar;

Who feeds the infinite fire?

When did this happen? Who am I?

Why did life choose to not let me die?

What happened to make me?

Where am I supposed to be?

How the hell do I find the key?

Samuel Marcotte is a first year Honors English major, hopefully with minors in Communication and Creative and Professional Writing. When not writing poetry, Sam can be seen helping the Abbey Players, writing for the Crier, singing in the Abbey Choir, or working in the NHIOP. Samuel is very grateful for being included in the Humanitas Journal and also wants to thank his friends and family for their love and support.