Poem-

Still I Rise《》

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.

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 surpriseThat I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?
I rise
I rise
I rise.
~Maya Angelou