Still I Rise

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 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.

 

 

 

One thought on “Still I Rise”

  1. Well expressed in your poem, the spirit which is indomitable.A toast for life to be lived in its completeness of inadequacy.

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