Still I Stand

Still I Stand..

I've stood on my own through hateful words, dirty looks, and whispering rythems..

been told and replaced in memories of my past, when I thought.. we were past that time. 

I've been followed around in stores, given directions to the wrong way..

you told me right,  I took a left, and still I stand today. 

You think you're powerful sitting back planning your authority over me,

well nobody but God can take my life and set my heart free. 

Yelling at me as if I'm your child, trying to make me feel bad..

I just lift my head and walk away, this world itself makes me sad. 

I've seen repeatedly headlines saying "Slavery's coming back!" 

Say this resolves around every race, but this theme's still based against blacks. 

Can't turn me around and take me back to the "Years" cause their still here:

World lynchings, bodies itching, neighbor rapes, my life's at sake. 

Columbine shootin', drug misusing, K9 biting, equality declining..

Sexual games, I'm going insane, people we're reliving a world that's reliving our shame..

But still I stand. 

You want to support me with your non support and government cheese, 

while my man's been shackled taken away by societies captivities, 

just let them be and set us free.. 

You want me to believe in loose sex and poverty

yeah that's the way of life, 

well my way is God's way he gives the best power eternal life. 

I guess I'll just smile and laugh and when I'm hurt

I'll smile again because life's only good while it lasts..

through the hurt and the pain, and though the struggles the same.. 

Still I Stand. 

By, 

Michelle D. Jones