River Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

I hate love stories
I think they are overrated
They ain't no happy ever after
For the living
Even the dead don't know happy
They settle instead for peace

When you say river
I think love
River
Carves itself into your soul
Then begins to run
And it runs for a season
Then stops just like that

I have endless rivers within me
Some I don't even have names for
My father is the first depression you come across
Everyone that came after
Took after him
But I'm not afraid of flowing