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discky

discky

China

October 20, 2007

You may write me down in historyWith your bittertwisted liesYou may trod me in the very dirtBut stilllike dustI‘ll rise Does my sassiness upset youWhy are you beset  with gloom’ Cause I walk like I‘ve got oil wellsPumping in my living room Just like moons and like sunsWith the certainty of tidesJust like hopes springing highStill I‘ll rise Did you want to see me brokenBowed head and lowered eyesShoulders falling down like teardropsWeakened by my soulful cries Does my haughtiness offend youDon’t you take it awful hard‘ Cause I laugh like I‘ve got gold minesDiggin’ in my own backyard You may shoot me with your wordsYou may cut me with your eyesYou may kill me with your hatefulnessBut stilllike airI‘ll rise Does my sexiness upset youDoes it come as a surpriseThat I dance like I‘ve got diamondsAt the meeting of my thighs Out of the huts of history’s shameI riseUp from a past that’s rooted in painI riseI’m a black oceanleaping and wideWelling and swelling I bear in the tide Leaving behind nights of terror and fearI riseInto a daybreak that’s wondrously clearI riseBringing the gifts that my ancestors gaveI am the dream and the hope of the slaveI riseI rise  I rise

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