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Still I Rise - Poem by LOUIS SHEFFIELD

You wanted to make me cry.
You wanted to make me die.
You think i am not find.
You think i am going to hide.
No I will not.
Even thought i know you are not going to stop.
But guess what after all that you did to me.
Still I RISE.
You beat me too i was red.
You wanted to make me dead.
You punch and kick me in the head.
Yes you made me blead.
But i am still strong.
I will still hold on.
I am not gone.
Still I RISE.
You might have blacked my eye.
You might have broken my heart.
You might have made me feel worthless.
But now i want you to know this
Still I RISE.

Louis Sheffield

Comments about Still I Rise by LOUIS SHEFFIELD

  • (2/13/2010 1:02:00 PM)

    Rising from the ruins of a family is one of the hardest things to do in life. I'm sure you will be a great husband and father when your time comes. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 4, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 4, 2010

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