Jesse Rowe Poet Enclosed Rhyme

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 October 2, 2018 at 2:25 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 October 2, 2018 at 5:07 PM Thank you, Wendy. Such is the fate of some contest entries.