We have received a captivating poem from Melody Playford, a 3rd year English Literature and Art History student at the University of Toronto.
Read “Titleless” below:
I feel my mouth open
I feel my tongue flutter up and down
I feel my thoughts bouncing around in my head
And all I see are ignorant faces.
This ignorance of our world
Fogs whatever clarity there was
And turns it into a meaningless life.
Dry, desolate plains of land
Overcome by heavy downpour
Foggy towns filled with burning sunlight
The hope nears the hearts
Of those who feel the world rather than just live in it.
I’ve felt the cool water rushing down the plains
I’ve touched the lightning that strikes down
I’ve shook hands with the sun,
And let it burn through my skin.
Does this mean that I wouldn’t choose ignorance over everything else?
Sometimes, and only sometimes,
I would choose ignorance.