My (Graduate) Journey
The following is a poetic expression of my Graduate Journey (entitled My Journey ) with modules epitomised as aspects of my growth engraved within the semantics of each line. messages and poetic devices used have parallel meanings to my growth in university as well as life; thus, most of the statements have three dimensions of meaning imbedded in a single line or stanza. The three main themes throughout are: personal (life) growth/struggle, the second is racial history, knowledge and growth, and the third is my academic/career path and experience. All of which are epitomised or personified by the process of growth from a seed to a fruitful blossoming.
Year 1 The seedling
I began my journey several lifetimes ago
A feeble spec within the vast cosmos
Swimming deep in reality devoid of meaning or purpose
I was the seedling that was buried deep within dead compost.
I Made a contract with my spirit guides
The consideration was my life, with blackness as my plight
My heart and soul honour agreement of property rights
Both of which abode this body with cells made from light I'm an electric being offering my acceptance in a world of black and white
Year 2 The roots
Amid self discovery do my roots begin to soil thoughts
In law of a land devoid of equity to which we beck and call
This was once my home but judgement day makes it a court
To which freedom has courted the kingdom of the caught
nd they say this is the land of the free I'm sure..
A hue man's rights left shredded and shrewd
On the pretext of some tokenistic personhood
Seems they only love us when we’re unconscious co-coons
I’ve learnt that not every soul is as selfless as you
Nor will everybody be an embodiment of truth
But that’s cool because i guess that’s what I’m here to do
Year 3 The Blossoming
My roots have outgrown now, i never doubted how
The seeds i planted harvest in my reality as sprouts
That blossom my environment- all - laws endowed
In flaws within and without solutions, dissonance is the pollution
This experience is novel with thoughts soiled deep
In my floral soul, now complete, i can lower my guard then as sheer nostalgia reigns over my forest of identity, with pure intensity
I can identify with it. I’ve been here a long time ago I’m sure,
maybe even before this commercialised ego of course
But thout this study I’m a whisper at heavens walls
I define my future as a captain does of his ship offshore
despite the coming tides of capitalism and capital,
From wisdom to wealth and with this degree of self
I intend to have it all. I deserve to have it all.
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- Alfani Ndayishimiye - 02/2019
