Specific poem And still
Specific Poems :Still I rise and When I say i'm a christian or Any of her poems
2007-02-02 10:06:42 · 4 answers · asked by JOHN S 1 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Books & Authors
WHEN I SAY I'M A CHRISTIAN
I'M NOT SHOUTING I'M SAVED
I'M WHISPERING I GET LOST
THAT IS WHY I CHOSE THIS WAY
WHEN I SAY I'M A CHRISTIAN
I DON'T SPEAK OF THIS WITH PRIDE
I'M CONFESSING THAT I STUMBLE
AND NEED SOMEONE TO BE MY GUIDE
WHEN I SAY I'M A CHRISTIAN
I'M NOT TRYING TO BE STRONG
I'M PROFESSING THAT I'M WEAK
AND PRAY FOR STRENGTH TO CARRY ON
WHE I SAY I'M A CHRISTIAN
I'M NOT BRAGGING OF SUCCESS
I'M ADMITTING I HAVE FAILED
AND CANNOT EVER PAY THE DEBT
WHEN I SAY I'M A CHRISTIAN
I'M NOT CLAIMING TO BE PERFECT
MY FLAWS ARE ALL TO VISIBLE
BUT THE LORD BELIEVES I'M WORTH IT
WHEN I SAY I'M A CHRISTIAN
I STILL FEEL THE STING OF PAIN
I HAVE MY SHARE OF HEARTACHES
WHICH IS WHY I SPEAK HIS NAME
WHEN I SAY I AM A CHRISTIAN
I DO NOT WISH TO JUDGE
I HAVE NO AUTHORITY
I ONLY KNOW I'M LOVED
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Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod 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
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Maya Angelou
2007-02-02 16:32:59 · answer #1 · answered by nanlwart 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I put in "angelou when i rise" in Yahoo search, and found plenty of sources for the text.
2007-02-02 10:21:49 · answer #2 · answered by and_y_knot 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Won't find them. She wants money for you to read them.
2007-02-02 10:16:36 · answer #3 · answered by Sophist 7 · 0⤊ 2⤋
better off without them for the most part
2007-02-02 10:11:12 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 3⤋