Nevertheless I Shine

Nevertheless I Shine

I may have written myself off

In disappointment, in despair

I may have felt the shame of being called a never-do-well

Nevertheless, like sun, I’ll shine

 

Does my brightness upset your darkness?

Why are you encircled with gloom?

Because I’m glittering

Sparkling in my world

 

Just like seas and oceans

With the assurance of tides

Just like aspirations vaulting high

I’ll shine

 

Does my sagacity vex you?

Don’t you take my sapience for pride?

Because I laugh like I’m El-sagacious

Obeying the omnipotent effort

 

You may hit me with your criticisms

You may cut me with your envious eyes

You may shoot me with your ‘sticks and stones’

Nevertheless, like moon, I’ll shine

 

Does my lean nature perturb you?

Does it come as a bombshell?

That I’ve got the protection of the angels

Always present wherever I go

 

Out of a life filled with fears

I shine

Up from a past that’s rooted in mistakes

I shine

 

I’m a locomotive, strong on my track

Speeding and sailing

Leaving behind days with the wrong people

Like star, I shine

 

Into a future that’s well-defined

I shine

Bringing the gifts that my Maker gave

I inspire and motivate

 

Blessing my generation with my divine wittedness

I am the Light of the world

I shine

I shine



14 thoughts on “Nevertheless I Shine” by Ogwo David Emenike (@ogwodavies)

  1. Er, we call this ‘ilefo’ in Yoruba :p cool piece… rhythmic

  2. Shine on my brother.

  3. Thanks Daireen & …Weth

  4. Thanks Anzaa Msonter!

  5. Are you familiar with Maya Angelou;s poem, Still i Rise?
    Because i am, and this your poem is too close for comfort.

    1. Still I Rise

      You may write me down in history
      With your bitter, twisted lies,
      You may trod me in the very dirt
      But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

      Does my sassiness upset you?
      Why are you beset with gloom?
      ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
      Pumping in my living room.

      Just like moons and like suns,
      With the certainty of tides,
      Just like hopes springing high,
      Still I’ll rise.

      Did you want to see me broken?
      Bowed head and lowered eyes?
      Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
      Weakened by my soulful cries.

      Does my haughtiness offend you?
      Don’t you take it awful hard
      ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
      Diggin’ in my own back yard.

      You may shoot me with your words,
      You may cut me with your eyes,
      You may kill me with your hatefulness,
      But still, like air, I’ll rise.

      Does my sexiness upset you?
      Does it come as a surprise
      That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
      At the meeting of my thighs?

      Out of the huts of history’s shame
      I rise
      Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
      I rise
      I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
      Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
      Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
      I rise
      Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
      I rise
      Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
      I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
      I rise
      I rise
      I rise.

      Maya Angelou

      Plagiarism is an insult on the readers intelligence.

      1. @kaycee, this poems mirror themselves oo chei. Good job sherlock ;)

  6. wow… What a match! Kaycee… It has the same pattern with Maya’s, but the idea is from my first book, You Are a Star.

  7. Kaycee.. Oh yes!. It has the same pattern with Maya’s…

  8. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

  9. STILL I’M MOVING

    You may tear me into shreds
    With your razor tongue
    And use my blood for Chapman
    Before your naked eyes
    Still I’m moving

    You may kill my dreams
    With your selfish bullets
    And turn my joy upside down
    Like a spirit still I’m moving

    Did you say I glow with pride
    As if I’ve got all alphabets stored in my palms?
    You may crumble my shoulders
    Beneath your cruel culture
    Wounded still I’m moving

    I’m the weaker tree
    That shades the world
    Empty jug which hold the fruits
    That makes you proud

    You may say I’m confident
    As if I see the future through my nose
    Did you say I’m proud
    As though I’ve got the solution
    Under my feet?

    You may block my chances
    Of piloting the crew
    In guise of your tradition
    With pains still I’m moving

    I’m a crowned princess
    Moving with Divine fuel
    Of course I’m glowing with pride
    ‘Cause higher still I’m moving

    © Hadiza Alfa(my big sis)

  10. Ma onwo nde mee a ihe a mme a… Speaking in my native tongue… I no fit shout… Thanks y’all for stopping by.

    1. RUN!!!

      Hehehehehehehehehe!

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