Still I Rise
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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.
Published: February 12, 2020
One of the celebrations that takes place during February is Black History Month. It’s a time to celebrate the accomplishments of African Americans. The world of poetry has been touched by these individuals. Poets like Langston Hughes and Maya Angelou have helped to encourage, influence, and change the world with their words.
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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.
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Analysis of Form and Technique
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
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It is true
I was created in you.
It is also true
That you were created for me.
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
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I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
With so much sadness and feeling alone in the world today, reading these words reminded me there are so many others that feel the same. And it's so important for us all to remember all humans...
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
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Analysis of Form and Technique
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
I remember this poem from my guided reading class in 5th grade. I remember it well. This poem really touched me, and reading it again just made my day. This poem, I remember it being about...
Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
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Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
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