Untitled truths
By Divine Niyungeko’21
As we slowly approach one year of quarantine, I have reflected on how much daily life has changed, from Zoom school to wearing a mask on walks in my neighborhood. At the beginning of this, the quarantine allowed somewhat of a break, a short time period to ponder anything we wanted to. During that time, I did a lot of self-reflection and came to the conclusion that I simply was not taking care of myself, both mentally and physically. So, in efforts to change that, I started writing poetry again. I want to share some of my untitled
pieces with you all. I hope you enjoy them.
sometimes i feel like a stranger to myself.
i don’t recognize who i’ve become,
not that i am someone to despise
i’ve just slowly lost
the glimmer
in my
eyes.
i am tired.
my parents tell me ‘if i think i am then that’s all i’ll ever be’
they’re not wrong.
in a way
i am
restraining myself
dwindling what i am
how i feel
down to one state of mind.
but until i decide
to peel back the layers of my consciousness
i’ll continue to be
tired.
my name is my virtue
i am Divine.
godlike; a goddess
i am Divine.
excellent; delightful
i am Divine.
an all loving being
i am Divine.
an ancestral projection
i am Divine.