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Friday, October 1, 2010

i rise

You may talk about me all the time
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may mock me.

But still, 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.

Do I offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
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.

I rise
I rise
I rise
I rise.

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