Viviene Ramsay Poet Free verse

I Rise

I shall rise up from the ashes of poverty,
I shall  search to find  my place in this world
My head  will be held high as I begin to know myself.
Who am I and why is this my burden to bear?
 
I will share with the world  my fears, hopes and vision
And even if  I struggle to keep my sanity,
I will hold on and never let  go of what I believe
That living like this is such a cruel fate.
 
I know my journey will not be smooth,
But life is what is is and I  am willing to accept that
So even when I am tired and weary like a mule with a heavy load,
I will trod onward and bear the burdens on my own. 
I  often curse the  womb from whence I came,
Why was I born into such a lowly state?
Now on reflection I hang my head low to the ground
For my mother always did the best that she could.

So here I am  with nothing but strong determination to change my situation,
Why should my portion be just  pain and misery?
With just my goals in mind I vow never to suffer the same fate in this life,
But I will  hold my head high and keep my eyes on my prize.

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