Still I Rise | A Very Inspirational Poem by Maya Angelou | FailWise

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In addition to her well-known autobiographies, Maya Angelou has steadily written poetry over the years. In this video Professor Angelou recites her poem, "And Still I Rise," from her volume of poetry And Still I Rise, published in 1978.
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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 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.

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.


[There I go!]
All Comments (21)
  • @boondock8082
    absolute talent speaking truth and beauty. inspirational and timeless. she died the year my daughter was born, I named my baby Mya. soft and graceful yet ready to be heard!
  • @myatomybeautyhaven5908
    I can never get tired of listening to this POEM. It inspire me everyday... Powerful. Thank you Maya!!!
  • @donnadaisy333
    Maya knocks me OUT! What a powerful, intelligent, inspiring, sassy yet gracious woman. Thank you, Oprah, for bringing Maya into my inner world. For watching Oprah Winfrey speak, I learned of her mentor, Maya, who now is my mentor. Thank you, too, for sharing this video of this remarkable woman.
  • @hazzydefault7308
    I never get tired of listening to this poem by Maya Angelou. So meaningful, so truthful, yesterday, today and tomorrow. What a remarkable woman she was! I admired her then and now and I loved her so much. Her voice is soothing and despite her triumphs, she rose and showed her heart, soul, body and Almighty God that she learnt, listened and behaved like a Godlike child of the universe. She delivered all the blessings from her heart to people like me and I’m sure many others. She fought for the truth, the slaves, the ancestors, whether black or brown because she knew and felt what they endured. My God, to this day, rubbish still goes in this crazy world but people like Maya, puts a little sunshine in our hearts and keeps our hearts beating. What a beautiful sound to hear. Our heartbeats, and so, the rhythm goes on and on………. Blessed be Maya. May her soul RIP.
  • @cbordoloi
    Maya Angelou, you wonderful wonderful woman - may there be more like you
  • @zalishaabdool6671
    SHE'S GOT A UNIQUE!!♡♡♡♡♡♡ STYLE!!..CAN'T SEEM TO TAKE EYES AWAY FROM HER PERFORMANCES!! A GREAT LADY!!..SHE WAS INDEED!!
  • @lifeslessons9889
    You can’t help but simply love this wise women ❤️❤️❤️😎😎. I RISE 😍
  • @ginalipkin4849
    Lifted me up, made me rise, aint no obe going to bring me down, I am life, joyful and free, loving and noble, gifted and proud, Thank You, your all my spirits, hearts and minds, Love be the guide ❤🎉
  • @simondrake7092
    Maya You knocked me over when I saw you When you spoke you reeled me in Your words tasted like velvet chocolate I swallowed your hook completely smitten Your smile worn like lace stockings Eyes dazzled like two sunbeams Your dulcet tones hit me like a high speed train As I watched you do your thing Everything done on purpose Not one thing left to chance I thought about your diamond thighs And how you’d move if I watched you danced The power of your poem hit me, like an atom bomb Destroying me as it starched my soul Every memory before this moment gone Your sassiness and sexiness oozed From your every pour I heard and felt every word you said And still I wanted more As I watched you up there on stage My heart began to pound You showed in a performance with such elegance My calling, I had found I Rise is just like oxygen That everyone should breath The whole world should see what I have seen Then we’d all believe Your etched forever in my memory My words they do not lie Maya Angelou my Queen of poetry It was my pleasure to watch you Rise Simon Drake
  • @ashleyvaughn5213
    Beautiful woman she was and this poem is on POINT!💖! FOREVER CHERISHED