Monday, August 20, 2018

They Call Her Phoenix

A found poem mash up of "And Still I Rise" by Maya Angelou and "Beautiful" by Christina Aguilera




They Call Her Phoenix

Suddenly, it's hard to breathe into 
a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
So consumed in all your doom, 
you may shoot me with your words,
trying hard to fill your emptiness.
Isn't that the way it is.

Now and then I get insecure
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Does it come as a surprise?
It's hard to breathe from all the pain
no matter what we do
I'm so ashamed.

Just like hopes springing high,
I am beautiful and I will rise.
Welling and swelling leaping and wide,
Words can't bring me down
Just like moons and like suns,
I am beautiful.

And I will rise.

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