{"id":3060,"date":"2025-02-17T12:42:36","date_gmt":"2025-02-17T12:42:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/?p=3060"},"modified":"2025-02-17T13:27:23","modified_gmt":"2025-02-17T13:27:23","slug":"what-you-carry-can-make-you-a-target-spoken-word-by-walking-shadow-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/what-you-carry-can-make-you-a-target-spoken-word-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"What You Carry Can Make You a Target | Spoken Word by walking shadow poetry."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>They say,<br><em>&#8220;Stay in your lane,&#8221;<\/em><br><em>&#8220;Don&#8217;t dream too big,&#8221;<\/em><br><em>&#8220;Be humble, don\u2019t shine too bright.&#8221;<\/em><br>But what they really mean is this:<br>Don\u2019t make them uncomfortable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>See, when you carry something rare,<br>when your hands hold gold,<br>when your mind births ideas<br>that the world has never told,<br>you don\u2019t just walk unseen.<br>Instead, you become a target.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Think about the creative; the one who paints visions<br>before the world even sees the colors.<br>Consider the poet who speaks what others only feel,<br>the singer whose voice breaks through pain,<br>the dancer who moves like freedom.<br>And don\u2019t forget the dreamer,<br>the one who builds what they can\u2019t yet touch.<br>They all know; oh, they know<br>that carrying a gift isn\u2019t just a blessing;<br>at times, it\u2019s also a burden.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Why? Because when you create,<br>you expose.<br>You stand out.<br>You make people question their limits.<br>And not everyone welcomes that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As a result, you\u2019ll be misunderstood.<br>They\u2019ll call it luck,<br>they\u2019ll call it a phase,<br>they\u2019ll say <em>&#8220;it\u2019s not that deep.&#8221;<\/em><br>They\u2019ll tell you to get a real job,<br>to follow the safe road,<br>to stop wasting time on things that don\u2019t pay yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But here\u2019s what they don\u2019t see:<br>The late nights, the overthinking, the self-doubt.<br>The way you pour yourself into your work<br>like ink into pages,<br>like sweat into stages,<br>like hours into skills that nobody claps for yet.<br>They don\u2019t see the way your heart breaks<br>when they don\u2019t get it,<br>when they scroll past,<br>when they laugh instead of listen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And maybe you\u2019ve felt it too<br>that urge to shrink,<br>to dim the light,<br>to be less so they don\u2019t feel small.<br>Maybe you\u2019ve thought about quitting,<br>about laying it down,<br>about choosing easy over excellence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But listen closely:<br>What you carry is not random.<br>Your gift? 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It was placed inside you for a reason.<br>And yes, gifts attract attention,<br>but they also attract opposition.<br>Because not everyone will clap.<br>Some will compete.<br>Some will criticize.<br>Some will plot against you<br>because your shine makes their shadows feel darker.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Even so, here\u2019s the truth:<br>You weren\u2019t made to blend in.<br>You weren\u2019t made to be safe.<br>You weren\u2019t made to silence yourself<br>just because your voice makes others nervous.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So instead, stand tall.<br>Write the words.<br>Sing the song.<br>Paint the picture.<br>Create the thing<br>they don\u2019t yet know they need.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Because the same fire that makes you a target?<br>That\u2019s the fire that will set the world ablaze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And when they ask, <em>&#8220;Who do you think you are?&#8221;<\/em><br>Tell them: <em>Exactly who I was made to be.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe title=\"Break the Silence: A Poem That Demands to Be Heard by Walking Shadow Poetry Kenya\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/FM-W-hO6SY0?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe title=\"A SIDE OF ME I DINT KNOW EXISTED poem\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/D0yZIrtqxcI?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>They say,&#8220;Stay in your lane,&#8221;&#8220;Don&#8217;t dream too big,&#8221;&#8220;Be humble, don\u2019t shine too bright.&#8221;But what they really mean is this:Don\u2019t make them uncomfortable. 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