But Still I Rise
You thought You broke me,
That I lay in shattered pieces on the ground
You thought you’d left nothing of me,
A Humpty Dumpty
Only Ash I could never put back together
But from these pieces, still I rise
You thought your crimson words of flame
Burned me away
Till nothing but cold embers
Remained of who I was.
But still I rise
You thought your singeing sighs and giggles,
behind cupped hands had one ounce of power.
Your withering whispers, a flint to set me aflame.
I’m not sorry to tell you,
That despite everything you thought
You were wrong.
For still I rise
You thought I’d fall to fire?
How I laugh
As I soar
above the angry crowd
tongues flaming,
eyes of hate
Words of fire slung to last
Leaving nothing but sodden ash
But honey, from those ashes you left behind
A phoenix was born
Born anew, thought they’d perspire
Still they slung their words of fire
Thought I was free
But hate was there waiting for me
Straight up I flew
And your flames get all the hotter.
Make it hotter
Your heat never burned me
Haven’t you heard?
You can’t fight fire with fire.