STILL WE RISE

Day 750, 17:55 • Published in USA USA • by Oothere

You may write us down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod us in the very dirt
but still, like dust, we rise,

Does our sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'cause we walk like we've got oils wells
pumping in our living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
still we rise.

Did you want to see us broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by our soulful cries.

Does our haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause we laugh like we've got gold mines
Digging' in our own back yard.

You may shoot us with your words,
You may cut us with your eyes,
You may kill us with your hatefulness
But still, like air, we rise.

Does our sexiness upset you?
Does it come as surprise
That we dance like we've got diamonds
At the meeting of our thighs?

out of the huts of history's shame
We rise
UP from a past that's rooted in pain
We rise
We're a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling we bear in tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
We rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
We rise
Bringing the gifts that our ancestors gave,
We are the dream and the hope of the slave.
We rise
We rise
We rise.


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