Still I Rise Poem by Andrea ChavisCrawford

Still I rise like the dust from the ground.
Still i rise after you beat me down.
Your intentions of hurting me worked but my spirit you didnt kill.
For i reached out to god in time my body he healed.
Yes I admit the scars and bruises hurt.
But today I still rised like the dust from the dirt.
Still I rise like the stars in the sky.
Still I rise untill I find which one is mine.
Still I rise from the bitterness of your talk.
Still I rise cause first I had to crawl before I could walk.