The Lesson Poem by Maya Angelou

The Lesson

Rating: 3.7


I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.

The Lesson
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Helen Baird 14 January 2012

Love this poem. It reminds me of the words in a song... You cut me open and I keep bleeding love.

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Ken E Hall 11 October 2011

Age sure does weary us but your cleverness shouts out 'I love to live' so do I that's why I as a kid I dived into the cellars to avoid Hitler's bombs, glad he's dead....life is wonderful...kind regards

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Debbie Ledford 05 February 2011

grate poem..... i loved it :)

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Anna Williams 17 December 2010

I keep dying because I love to live... Love it.

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Estrellita Dedel 17 August 2011

beautiful.... one of my favorites! :)

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Hilary Musa Timothy 01 November 2024

Captivating

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Sylvia Frances Chan 17 July 2024

THREE: Most vdeserving as The Modern Poem Of The Day! CONGRATS! Chosen by Poem Hunter and Team

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Sylvia Frances Chan 17 July 2024

TWO: The speaker acknowledges the physical and emotional challenges posed by time and mortality, yet expresses a steadfast determination to keep living and embracing life's experiences with love and enthusiasm.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 17 July 2024

ONE: 'The Lesson' is a reflective and introspective poem that contemplates the recurring cycles of life and death.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 17 December 2023

and to press on through the hard times to make an opportunity for the good times.

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