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Still I Rise

5/3/2008

“Still I Rise”, An Ode to Lee Jasper – a true warrior for the voiceless and oppressed, cleared by the police from any criminality alleged by the racist media, yet haunted out by them

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I&#39ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? &#39Cause I walk like I&#39ve 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&#39ll 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&#39t you take it awful hard &#39Cause I laugh like I&#39ve got gold mines Diggin&#39 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&#39ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I&#39ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history&#39s shame I rise

Up from a past that&#39s rooted in pain I rise

I&#39m 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&#39s 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.

Maya Angelou

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