A Poem

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 beauty upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
Glittering in my eyes?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from the 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

Not written by me, but a friend of mine by the nickname Lady Flower emailed it to me a long time ago.

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Comments

Mishaikh April 1, 2017 12:24

Thanks anyway onee...................for the comment.
Onee-chan April 1, 2017 9:18

I need reading few times to understand the real meaning of the poem..... or I finally fail somehow... ^^

I'm sorry, Mishaikh. Thank you for sharing.... ^^
Mishaikh March 31, 2017 11:57

Thanks, Rose, I am glad you like it.
Rose March 30, 2017 12:28

Nice piece of writing. I liked and enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing, Mishaikh.
Mishaikh March 30, 2017 11:51

Thanks Halima for the comment and liking the poem.
Mishaikh March 30, 2017 11:50

Thanks bet, yes the sender was a lady and a friend of mine. She is not in contact since long.
Mishaikh March 30, 2017 11:48

Thanks, Risty, for such a nice poetic comment.
Risty (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ March 30, 2017 5:59

Lady Flower made me ponder

Her long poem that’s a mover

I wish she could clear things up

I wish she could possess the map

The way to my heart and soul

And will stay there forevermore…

Thanks for sharing again..:)
bet March 30, 2017 5:33

hahah... from the very beginning I have a feeling that this poem is written by a lady and I was wondering how Misha has written or sounding like a woman! Anyway, nice!
Halima March 29, 2017 20:06

yes, we shouldn't give up ... never... very nice

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