I Will Rise.

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken? 

Bowed head and lowered eyes? 

Shoulders falling down like teardrops.

Weakened by my soulful cries.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like ray, I'll rise. 

Out of the huts of history's shame

I'll rise

Up from a past that's rooted in pain

I'll rise

I'm a ocean, leaping and wide,

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I'll rise

Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear

I'll rise.