Accéder au contenu principal

Impromptu Poems

1.
They came to us running
Lusting over our brains
The pocketful of vegetables
So slow yet so strong
Full of savagery
It couldn’t be compared
So, we had to choose:
Fight or flight
Help or denial
The weak or the strong.
We wait for the weak
And we lose ourselves
We leave them behind,
And we lose them forever.
A dilemma
Who to save?
Who to leave?

This was inspired from a debate motion saying," in case of a Zombie attack, do we wait for the weak"

2.
Standing in front of us,
They hold our brains
Filling them up
Opening them up
All these new words
The insane concepts
The beauty of what lies ahead
Quickly scribbling new teachings
As if they were scriptures
We seek to express
But we are impressed
How does someone know so much?
This should be illegal
Either way, it isn’t
That’s where the beauty lies

 Written when I visited the beginner's class during the dreamers camp 2016

Commentaires

  1. Unknown22 juin 2017 à 00:56

    Poetry can never cease to amaze me. The zombie attack intent is exquisite. Quite frankly, I think this piece best fits "the white man's raid of the African continent" topic. Just like the white man came like a 'thief in the night' on the African continent, it was easy for the weak to give in to his ideologies, preaching and cultural erosion. That's where the dilemma of the whether the strong should lift the weak up comes in. This piece is exquisite. The power and beauty of it lies in the diction. The choice of words leaves a long-lasting effect on the reader. The first stanza is amazing. I love it. The second stanza resonates more with the "White man's raid of the African continent" especially 'Quickly scribbling new teachings'. I love the structure. Dividing the two stanzas allows the reader to make a pause and have time to deep-think about the beautiful and insightful piece they just read before embarking on another well wrapped stanza. Good job Diane. This is a superficial review but an honest one, nonetheless.

    RépondreSupprimer
  2. Unknown22 juin 2017 à 15:12

    Nice poem. Keep up the amazing work

    RépondreSupprimer

Enregistrer un commentaire

Posts les plus consultés de ce blog

Blake 11: a psychiatric hospital review

This one is from a while ago, so some details will be a bit here and there. The first time I was hospitalized for my mental illness, which is also the time I was diagnosed, I was at Massachusetts General Hospital (MGH). The story of how I got there is in another blogpost. It was the 28th February 2018. I was sent to MGH for a wellness check. I rode with the MIT EMT. They did my labs and all my minerals and fluids were wack. I had spent almost two months without eating and drinking little water. Even though I got there around 10pm I wasn’t seen by a doctor until 2am.  That was because they were trying to give me fluids so that my levels would get close to normal. They also gave me food. A fruit bar and tuna sandwich.  When I met with the doctor, I broke into tears as one does. I told him the analogy of the tree falling in the forest but life/ death edition. We talked about lots of stuff. At the end of our discussion he told me I have bipolar disorder. I didn’t kn...
Enregistrer un commentaire
Lire la suite

AdMITted

It has been three weeks since I received the admission decision. It was on the fifteenth of December at 6:28 pm Eastern time. For those fond of Math you might have noticed that it was at two pi (3.14*2). Due to the time zones, I received the decision at 1:28 a.m. the next day. A month and a half ago, I finalised my application to Massachusetts Institute of Technology- the world leading university in STEM. After multiple essay edits, portfolio creation and video taking I was ready. I can call my application a leap of faith. The acceptance rate was less than eight per cent, and all the people who had applied from my school had not been admitted. I believed in myself though, and the non-restrictive early action application system inspired me. I avoided binding myself too much to the institution, for I did not want a heartache the moment the decision came. On multiple occasions, I build many backup plans and created schools of my dreams despite the fact that my dream school was MIT. I al...
Enregistrer un commentaire
Lire la suite

A letter to ggast class of 2017

Dear Gashora Girls Academy class of 2017, As I write this, I am in the MIT orientation. Last year at this exact time I was at home, sick. Less than a week earlier, I had a mental breakdown. The next day I was given permission to go home, and this marked the first of many trips I took home that term. I might have had a slightly different experience in the last term, but I believe I can give you some words of wisdom. Senior six (grade 12) was a frightening year for me. I was not a proactive person, and I liked​ to keep things to myself. Selling myself to a college seemed so hard for me. I had to talk to Mr John, our University counselor, do research, standardized tests, and all those things. I didn't know where to start. I was simply confused, so I stopped everything. I started the year with a 31 score in ACT practice, however, it went downhill from there. When I'm overwhelmed with multiple thing to do, I tend to freeze and not do anything at all. So I stopped ACT pract...
2 commentaires
Lire la suite