Happy Easter people!!! I hope we all celebrated the resurrection of our Lord and saviour Jesus Christ. I’m currently preparing for my 1st semester postgraduate exams which are supposed to start on the 30th of this month. In fact, I had to TAKE A BREAK and attend to you guys before I disappear into the exam period.
Today, we are going do a poem review of a poem written by the famous Maya Angelou! 🙂 it’s titled STILL I RISE.
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
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
Wow! Dare I review this poem! it’s self-explanatory isn’t it?
The first time I read it, it was published on Facebook when she died. Most of her poems just touch lives of women especially who have lost their self-esteem or sense of self-worth. When Ijeoma brought it to my attention and said we should do a review on it, I just couldn’t resist.
Oh! before I forget, Ijeoma says HI! She hasn’t abandoned you all like I do all the time, she’s actually in Law School :D. She promises to be back soon to ignite Little Sparks in your lives 😉
This poem in particular describes a woman who despite all the challenges has the time to be sassy and sexy. It tells us a story of a typical woman in a society where people are quick to judge and intimidate with every chance they get. These people however do not know that with every curse, spit and foul talk, they lift her higher and make her stronger because she will rise.
The society which has termed us ‘weak’ has forced a lot of us into the shadows of the streets and states. They have made us wait in the shadows and watch as they push more people in. Make no mistake, there are men there even. Yes! everyone is a victim of the societies’ whip. Generations are condemned and faiths are demolished. They have blocked their ears with their own justifications. Our cries are unheard as they trample on us until we stop and become shadows of ourselves.
BUT STILL WE RISE
From the extraordinary strength we posses, we rise!
Above all hate and circumstance, we shine!
If you are in the shadows, strike a match!
Don’t let those clothes, make up or relationship win!
Don’t let that hiss or that scowl bring you down because you are strong and YOU WILL RISE.
Have a lovely week everyone