I Will Rise

The rain blows hard and stings my eyes On winds that whip against my face. I could here drown without a trace. Despite it all still I will rise. They pull me down with hurtful lies. They wish me ill; they do me harm. With words they'd shackle tight my arm. In spite of that still I will rise. They jeer. They mock and criticize That which I fear they'll never know. They wish to pull and drag me low. To spite them all still I will rise. My eyes are set upon the skies Where kindness floats on angel wings And bids me join its haloed rings. Inspired, hopeful, still I will rise. 9.19.18 Contest: Enclosed Rhyme Sponsor: Dear Heart

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Wendy Watson

Date: 10/2/2018 2:25:00 PM

This is really good Jesse and has such a positive feeling despite the underlying negative threat. If you entered it for the contest, I'm at a loss to understand why it wasn't 'placed'. Best wishes Wendy

Jesse Rowe
Date: 10/2/2018 5:07:00 PM

Thank you, Wendy. Such is the fate of some contest entries.