One of my favorite poems...Enjoy!
Pull me down,
over and over,
trample and spit on my face,
up i will pull myself,
dust off your dirt,
and wipe your stink,
still i stand!
Shun my words,
make my voice a noise,
shove me behind irons,
yet i stand!
Deny me my rights,
fight me for it,
take food off my table,
soak me till i dry,
still i stand!
But one day,
i will pull you down,
over and over,
trample and spit on your face,
shun your words,
make your voice a noise,
shove you behind irons,
take back what rightfully;
is mine,
fight for what is right & just…
You will stand,
in horizon and 6ft tall.
-Titilayo Adenuga
*** This is a poem showing the hurts and pains of an oppressed man, who keeps hoping not for revenge but justice! ***
Pull me down,
over and over,
trample and spit on my face,
up i will pull myself,
dust off your dirt,
and wipe your stink,
still i stand!
Shun my words,
make my voice a noise,
shove me behind irons,
yet i stand!
Deny me my rights,
fight me for it,
take food off my table,
soak me till i dry,
still i stand!
But one day,
i will pull you down,
over and over,
trample and spit on your face,
shun your words,
make your voice a noise,
shove you behind irons,
take back what rightfully;
is mine,
fight for what is right & just…
You will stand,
in horizon and 6ft tall.
-Titilayo Adenuga
*** This is a poem showing the hurts and pains of an oppressed man, who keeps hoping not for revenge but justice! ***
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