One of the greatest human beings to have ever walk this sultry earth in my generation passed today and that is soulful woman Maya Angelou. Angelou blessed us with not only her profound words, but her powerful actions and goodness.
There isn’t a word in the English language, or any language for that matter, that will give Maya the justice she rightfully deserves, so how I can best pay homage to this divinely empowered soul is to share one of my favorite words by her.
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread 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
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
Maya Angelou: Power personified.
Maya Angelou: Living divinity.
Maya Angelou: The sunrise and the sunset.
Maya Angelou: Quintessence of life.
Thank you for your words, your strength, your actions, your humility, but above all, thank you for you.