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Grades level iconsGrades 9–10
Genre information iconPoetry
Resource type iconWriting

Day And Night

Unique C., Age 15, 826 Valencia
Maya Angelou inspires this student's will to, despite everything, still rise.
About the Author

UNIQUE was born in San Francisco and she’s fifteen years old. What’s important to know is she likes to watch TV, she has 4 brothers, she sings to feel better, she likes to dance with friends, she loves to DIY, and she loves to bake. What she wants to do for her future is become a nurse or a real estate agent.

Day And Night

Just like moons and like suns, hopes springing high, still I’ll rise. Waking up feeling blue and sad, I rise pretending like I feel just fine. I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, leaving behind nights of terror and fear about how I should feel the next day, I still rise.

Shoulders falling down like teardrops, weakened by my soulful cries at night?

The next day I feel great, detrimental, and happy, ready to do my goals. . . but there’s always something holding me down, my phone, stress, anxiety, tiredness, and responsibilities.

Do all of these things stop me from doing me, No! It just makes me work harder, especially the love and support I get from my family and friends.

I rise.

Does my sassiness upset you? Good because I don’t care, I feel rooted in pain for myself, caring too much about stupid things like how I should hide my true feelings that I feel in the moment all day.

I still rise! With all these reasons but I have better reasons why I rise when the sun comes up.

My parents, they believe in me so much and say I work too hard, but I can’t stop because I get that from them. My grandparents are always giving me good advice, my uncles and aunties are always finding me opportunities to earn money, this may be the reason why I want money all the time, my cousins are always hyping me up, and my friends are always there to support my decisions.

My goals are so high for me, but I want to start off slow before I

get too ahead of myself.

I rise and rise more from all this love and support, makes me

want to reach even closer to my goal.

In ten years, I will sprout out from the dirt into the sun, feeling beautiful and refreshed by all the support, love, and hard work I put in.

I rise.

I rise.

 

Inspired by Maya Angelou, I created this found poem from their work

“Still I Rise.”

Maya Angelou was like a tree for a small plain seed to be covered

over dirt and grow beautifully but slowly, the branches will spout out

long and strong by the sun that shines bright down on us.

Their words are empowering, like the sun,

pressing my skin, gives me energy when I’m feeling down.

 

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This piece was originally published in 826 Valencia’s Breathing Between the Future and the Past. 

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