"I WILL RISE UP" -GLADYS MBILLA

I WILL RISE UP

I, like the waves and like the tides,
Lying low and quiet, still I'll rise,
I may seem broken and on a down stride
Yet, like a whirl wind, little at a time, I'll rise,
As the sun after a dark night, I'll rise.
I can't be intimidated nor must I be made to feel low,
For I, the bright morning star, I'll rise.

I, like the tortoise, lowly
Slowly and yet surely, I'll rise up
Higher and greater and mightier like a tsunami,
I'll rise up along with my kind, fists right up,
Would stride along the giant stripes of life,
I'll rise up and become that which I'm supposed be
For the lands to see, I'll rise up,
I may have fallen, but still, I'll rise.

I'm only been smacked down but not destroyed
For life, like a toddler learning to walk,
Falls many times, yet rises even many more times again and again and again.
I, like the waves, I'll rise up and like
A mountain, I'll stand tall
I'll stand strong amongst the giants in life.

I may seem cut off, lying quiet but not rotten,
Planted but not buried, being nourished,
That when I rise, there'll be a roar of hope,
Hope for the downtrodden and brokenhearted.
I, like the moon gives light at night
And like the sun, disperses the little lights of night.

I'll rise up, I'll stand up above the walls
And become that which I'm supposed be.
I'll rise up, be the light which many may have feared,
Feared it has been blown off, I'll rise up,
I'll rise up and be the hope that has been lost,
I'll rise up, and I'll do it again and again and again and again.

Written by;

Gladys Alasid Mbilla

Alasid.mbilla@gmail.com
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