"Still I Rise"
the mighty words of one, wise, Mya Angelou.
Inspiration to live by,
to give by,
not just get by, but Rise.
Rise with wind under wings
Rise like the voice of the caged bird who sings
of freedom when it rings
thru oprrsessive bars,
shattering metaphorical walls and
hyperbolic constraints, of the mind
which thru time taints, the efforts of hope.
The birth of a dream is
the belief in a vision,
as knowledge is the birth of wisdom.
And we do fall down,
but we get up, and rise !
insisting on persistance,
knowing the difference in relation
to rising and falling
of which there is a correlation.
i WILL personify my WILL to be,
and rise to what i WILL,
traversing time and transcending adversity,
realizing who i have been
since the beginning of days ...


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