Strength
May 9, 2014
You may push my soul
Test my courage
Compete with my strength
Yet no matter what you do
My head and eyes will remain raised
I will carry myself with pride
No matter what you do to me
No matter what you say
You can blame me for your andger
You can curse me and my future generations
I do not care what you do
I will remain standing with pride
Unhurt by your bombardments
Uncut with yoru fierce looks
Unbruised by the strenght of your hate
I will alwys rise again
I, my cluture, my people
We will rise again
For we do not curse
We do not hurt or blame
We are all different and the same
If that hurts you
Sorry I am not
For older you may be
But wiser you are not
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