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Maya Angelou, a great contemporary American poet, writes about how she dealt with slavery and prejudice in her moving poem entitled, "Still I Rise." Her words could well have been written by Joseph, who had been made a slave in Egypt. Can we face our own difficulties with this kind of confidence that she expresses?


"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 the 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 backyard.


"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...


"Out of the huts of history’s shame

I rise


"Up from a ...

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