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 hope 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 backyard
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
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
#mood PRU13 :'(
bangkit anak muda!!