Still I Rise | The Poetry Foundation

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. Just like moons and…
— Read on www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46446/still-i-rise

This poem was in my email this morning and it’s one of my favorites from Maya Angelou, so I wanted to share it.