Monday, May 30, 2011

Maya Angelou



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'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.

I swear. This piece had me brimming with inspiration. Hope it wakes you up as much....

Sorry for being so inconsistent with the posts...But +2 is serious shit.

xoxo
SAM B

8 comments:

  1. The poem is really beautiful, serves its purpose right.

    And yeah, +2 is seriously the last time you'll study that hard for that long time. :P
    Best of luck :)

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  2. lovelyyyy....i so wish i could post this entire poem smwhr PUBLIC :D

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  3. I remember reading that one to you at my place :) And then you reading it back to me.

    Love you and misssss you so much

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  4. By the way dearo. Please don't work so hard. :P It's still 11th grade. 12th grade will kill you then.
    Plus you're a genius.

    Okay okay. the b-line is that I miss you.
    come to my place soon.
    Oh...i need to call you and invite you for the 14th...tell you about it later
    oh wait. you won't even read this. You're working too hard.

    Ugh. You're making me feel guilty now.

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  5. WOW. :O

    And, I so agree with you. +2 is killinggggg! :( And I miss school like crazy. :'(

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  6. hey I know. :( :( U have an awesome blog girl!

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