Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

The Lesson - Poem by Maya Angelou

I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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