Still I Stand Poem by Julius Lenaiyarra

When you slap my cheek,
When you spit on my face,
When you take away what is mine
When you don't see that I'm annoyed
When you dig into my secrets
When you push me on the road
I take a moment and smile
I'm that boy deeply hurt, still smiling
Yet still, I stand.

When you saw me smiling
I was just crying
For how you hurted
Waiting for the dead promise
You took away what is mine
In you I see my sweat
But I still stand
I'm that boy deeply hurt, still smiling
Yet still, I stand.

Soon, that soon
The owner of the house is coming
To sweep the house he once left
Do me this favour, leave my house
That I may do what I want
The owner has no has freedom, then?
But know one thing
That the tear in my eye is courage
I'm coming back with rage
Yet still, I stand.