Wednesday, November 15, 2006
A Proud Moment
Class today was fun, yet a killer. What more can I say about lit.?
Contemporary Issues in Culture and Aesthetics. This module is a love I have to admit.
Well today's Reflection Journal question really did throw me off my chair just as the Facilitator prophesied. Guess what? Just because we did lit. today she decided it would be fun if all of us wrote a poem about ourselves and to give some explanations about it.
I was so prepared to spend at least 2 hours on it, but guess what?
Inspiration flow was uncontrollable, and within 30 minutes I conjoured up this.
I have to agree with Pen, it's quite good for an original unprofessional! (=
"I am not who she is in the mirror.
Joyful as she tries to be,
hidden sorrow you can see.
Her ways may get alluring,
yet it can be deciving.
While other children went out to play,
she wonders where's her daddy today.
An incomplete family is all that she has
although her momma fills in the rest.
Only two impressions of an only child,
either mature and stable or spoilt and wild.
Luckily for her she happens to be,
Not of the latter choice.
Parent's divorce is not easy to handle,
and with O levels it adds to a bundle.
Not to mention a bitter heart break,
that caused her poor soul to tremble and shake.
Healing in this case would take more than time,
and gosh i can't believe I'm making this rhyme.
Back to the point about me,
read on and you will see.
So around her heart all these piled up like stones,
in some of which that broke her bones.
But if you give her the love she needs,
in removing the stones you will then succeed.
With her maturity and stability,
you will see in her the ability,
to pick herself up when things do go wrong,
while humming some christian rock band's song.
Still she wil stumble,
still she may fall,
But she has the faith,
To fight through it all."
12:32 am
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