Still I Rise🌅

Here’s a beautiful poam to tell yourself &  to all those who tries to put you down.

You may write me down in the history, With your bitter, twisted lies,     You may trod 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 Moon🌙 and like Sun☀️With the certainty of tides🌊 ,     Just like the hopes springing high, Still I’ll RISE 🌞

I’ll  RISE ,   I’ll  RISE ,      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 it like I’ve gold mines, Digging in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with ur words, You may cut me with your eyes,  You may kill me with your hatefulness👿 But still like AIR, I’ll RISE🌞

I’ll  RISE ,  I’ll  RISE ,      I’ll RISE ….

Does my sassiness 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 & wide,  Welling & Swelling,   I bear in the tide🌊

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear,

I RISE 🌄

Into a day break that’s wondrously   clear,

I RISE🌄

Bringing the gift🎁 that my ancestors gave, I’m the dream and the hope of the world.

I RISE, I RISE,I RISE🌄

– Maya Angelou