still i rise
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You thought You broke me,
That I lay in shattered pieces on the ground
You thought you’d left nothing of me,
A Humpty Dumpty
Only Ash I could never put back together
But from these pieces, still I rise
Thank the lord for Maya Angelou
When the world went fast, she took things slow
Her hopes held high when her head hung low
She spoke her truth so we all could know
The good lord gave us Maya Angelou
I do not care for violence
Yes, you heard me right
But if you hurt a friend of mine
Then get ready for a fight
I was raised on stones and firewood
With hot coals beneath my feet
You spoke ofcaged birds andrising dust andthe incredible powerof a woman.You gave voiceto those whocould not yet speakwhat they thoughtfor fear of
