Rock me left
Shove me right
Put me down
I'll get up
I am a Negro
Hit me below
Do what you do
It's not new
I am original
Aboriginal
In my history
No mystery
Maya Angelou
Now an angel
Rest in peace
Wrote her piece
Lynch me
Throw me at sea
I will still rise
With the sunrise
C.210301
Against gravity how will you rise. Your spirits may go high but body will remain tight with earth. Nice inspiring poem, Bro.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have known your words, monsieur, better than these, you are now writing only to be rhyming, you are NOT Aboriginal, but even now despite all, I still enjoy!