Maya Angelou

“Cotton rows crisscross the world
And dead-tired nights of yearning
Thunderbolts on leather strops
And all my body burning

Sugar cane reach up to God
And every baby crying
Shame a blanket of my night
And all my days are dying”

Maya Angelou, And Still I Rise
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