FAITH !

................ IF I CAN'T MAKE IT THROUGH ONE DOOR................
..........I'LL GO THROUGH ANOTHER DOOR OR I'LL MAKE ONE........
SOMETHING TERRAFIC WILL COME NO MATTER HOW DARK PRESENT IS !

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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies
You may tred me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hope springs eternal
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.

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.


- Maya Angelou