I Will Rise
I will rise
from the bodies
you threw down
you wasted,
gunning down old men's dreams
and women's smiles.
I will shake the leathery hand of rejection,
and scream blue success,
until you take your last breath
and sink below.
I will earn my drum
and beat it tirelessly.
I will rise
I will shine
I will concur.
Copyright © Jennifer Ratcliffe | Year Posted 2011
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