Hey guys, any one who is fond of poetry as I am? Today I wish to share with you an amazing. empowering, and powerful poem which sends a message of hope. one of Maya Angelou's most popular poems. For those who don't know who Maya ANGELOU is,she is or was an American civil right activist, poet and novelist who died in 2014 at the age of 86. Angelou had a turbulent childhood, but she was able to retell her experiences through her books and poems with a great positive message of humanity and hope. "STILL I RISE" is one of the most celebrated poem in the history. Nelson Mandela read it at his inauguration in 1994 after having spent 27 years in prison. When I first read this poem I was impressed by the courage and the determination of Angelou, in my opinion she really is a hero. I hope those lines will inspire you as they did for me. "Still rising no matter how down I am" that's what the poem thought me. STILL I RISE BY MAYA ANGELOU 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 sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history's shame I rise Up from a 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. Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/still-i-rise-by-maya-angelou what lesson did the poem teach you? and what was your favorite line? let's go.... mine is "Up from a past that's rooted in pain, I rise"
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Coco
10/9/2019 20:22:41
The first paragraph
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Patrick
10/9/2019 22:22:34
I pick this two lines:
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Urugwiro
10/9/2019 23:44:50
Out of the huts of history's shame, i rise!
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Diane Ishimwe
10/18/2019 15:11:11
An inspiring one
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Teta
10/23/2019 00:04:36
Inspired
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My blog's name "ishyapluma" is made of two words ishya and pluma. Ishya from my mother tongue(kinyarwanda)means prosperity and pluma is a Spanish word for pen. Being very introverted, I started blogging because I was so inside my head and I needed a way to get out of it. later on it became a way of reaching out to my audience. I now write to influence, to inspire and to give hope for a prosperous future to me as well as to everyone reading this blog. I write to heal. Welcome to Ishyapluma! Contact: +250784266072 Archives
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