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How does /pol/ feel about SJW-Negress Maya Angelou's "Still I 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.

>Does my sassiness upset you?
>Why are you beset with gloom?
>‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
>Pumping in my living room.

>Just like moons and like suns,
>With the certainty of tides,
>Just like hopes springing high,
>Still I’ll rise.

>Did you want to see me broken?
>Bowed head and lowered eyes?
>Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
>Weakened by my soulful cries?

>Does my haughtiness offend you?
>Don’t you take it awful hard
>‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
>Diggin’ in my own backyard.

>You may shoot me with your words,
>You may cut me with your eyes,
>You may kill me with your hatefulness,
>But still, like air, I’ll rise.

>Does my sexiness upset you?
>Does it come as a surprise
>That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
>At the meeting of my thighs?

>Out of the huts of history’s shame
>I rise
>Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
>I rise
>I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
>Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

>Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
>I rise
>Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
>I rise
>Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
>I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
>I rise
>I rise
>I rise.