Still I 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.
Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom?
Cause I walk like I've got oil wells pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns, with certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, still 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.
Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard, Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as asurprise, That I dance like I've got diamonds at the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame I rise.
Up from a past that's rooted in pain I rise.
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise.
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear I rise.
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise...
Maya Angelou
(Fonte: <http://www.aaregistry.org/poetry/view/still-i-rise-maya-angelou>. Acesso em: 04/07/2016)
Mais do que nunca a Declaração Universal dos Direitos Humanos tem sido amplamente discutida em vários países, assim como nos EUA e nos Brasil. O Poema de Maya Angelou aborda temáticas da luta afro-americana que também são pautas das lutas dos movimentos sociais brasileiros, dentre as temáticas abordadas no poema estão