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“Still I Rise” by Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history You may kill me with your hatefulness,
With your bitter, twisted lies, But still, like air, I’ll rise.
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
Does my sassiness upset you? That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
Why are you beset with gloom? At the meeting of my thighs?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room. Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Just like moons and like suns, Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
With the certainty of tides, I rise
Just like hopes springing high, I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Still I’ll rise. Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Did you want to see me broken? Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Bowed head and lowered eyes? I rise
Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Weakened by my soulful cries. I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors
Does my haughtiness offend you? gave,
Don’t you take it awful hard I am the dream and the hope of the
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines slave.
Diggin’ in my own back yard. I rise
I rise
You may shoot me with your words,
I rise.
You may cut me with your eyes,

Maya Angelou, “Still I Rise” from And Still I Rise. Copyright © 1978 by Maya Angelou

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