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Women's History Month

Women’s History Month – Maya Angelou – Still I Rise

Today Janeane’s World is celebrating Women’s History Month by sharing a poem from the great Maya Angelou entitled, “Still I Rise.” written in 1978.   This poem is powerful, strong and resilient. Like many of Angelou’s poems it tells the story of a woman who refuses to be downtrodden, broken an in despair. Quite to the contrary, the woman in this poem speaks of her ascent, her riches and hope that abounds. She cries, but she rises. She recognizes her inner power, her sex appeal, her power to rise. Beyond all that she knows that no matter from where she came, she is rising and going to the stars dreamed of generations before.

Still I Rise — 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?

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