Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread 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.

by Maya Angelou

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Comments (5)

Good rendition of words. Beautiful love poem embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing Younis, salaam aleikum.
Lovely poem. A narrative devoted to love and the lovers' commitment to live together. Thanks. I spoke my heart out, she remained quiet Believing my words and thinking them right Her eyes that moment had volumes to tell With emotional outbursts she wanted to yell
Honest, Beautiful, Sincere and heartfelt poem, i know when you write this lot of things come to your mind that telling your pen how it going to chain the words on the paper, the result is amazing, keep it up...
A great start with a nice poem, Dar. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
destiny matych sing, good one