WE FALL BUT WE MUST 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. - Maya Angelou

         You  can reduce down to make 
me minizied but still I rise   No one ever wants to sympathize nor realize that I'm more than you think I am filp the table that's what they want to see me do  They turn my history sour with the bitter false claimed lies but still I rise  Walk over me Spit on me Piss on me like the ground thats under their feet.
   So your just gonna let them do this ? Who gonna tell them to stop ? NO ONE I GUESS NO SOMEONE WILL! WHO ? ME! I WILL! Walk out into the street and they already pouring bullets at a NEGRO feet everyone of them hit me  but they won't see me bleed I will stand there and recieve while my mother is looking down from heaven to see her baby get shot the one she conceived