Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Glory Falls - Poem by Maya Angelou

Glory falls around us
as we sob
a dirge of
desolation on the Cross
and hatred is the ballast of
the rock
which his upon our necks
and underfoot.
We have woven
robes of silk
and clothed our nakedness
with tapestry.
From crawling on this
murky planet's floor
we soar beyond the
birds and
through the clouds
and edge our waays from hate
and blind despair and
bring horror
to our brothers, and to our sisters cheer.
We grow despite the
horror that we feed
upon our own
tomorrow.
We grow.


Comments about Glory Falls by Maya Angelou

  • (2/24/2018 11:08:00 PM)


    Glory falls around us
    as we sob
    a dirge of
    desolation on the Cross: excellent words by Maya Angelou.10
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  • (2/18/2018 6:20:00 PM)


    Thanks for providing me with poems Maya Angelou wrote I have to say one of her poems tomorrow and this website help me find the right one (Report) Reply

  • (1/29/2018 11:56:00 PM)


    No place better to be, than in My Glory, because of what He,
    did for you an me.
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  • (12/7/2017 5:28:00 PM)


    the poem is great but you have to really think into this. (Report) Reply

  • Lion Dlamini (2/16/2017 3:13:00 AM)


    I rise.. (Report) Reply

  • (3/16/2016 6:55:00 AM)


    We grow despite the
    horror that we feed
    upon our own
    tomorrow.
    We grow.
    A great write. Thanks for sharing here.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 9, 2016



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