I RISE

You may write me down in your little black with your bitter twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt, but still like dust I RISE.

You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes,
You may hurt me with your hatefullness, but still like air I RISE.

You may condemn and judge, and treat me for a while like a prize,
You may suffocate and hate, but still like helium I RISE.

You may pierce my back, my heart, assuming a gracious and loving disguise,
You may assault my emotions and my pride, but still like hope I RISE.

You may do anything you want to do, tilt my boat till it capsize,
You may try to bring me down, turn me around, but still like steam I RISE.

You may strive on my insecurities, look at past faults, and theorize,
You may assault my ambitions, but like the sun, still I RISE.

You may assume me to be anything but a priority, your intentions you need to revise,
You may trample, and stamp, bury me in the ground, but like the holy spirit still I RISE

(built around the first verse, which I heard in a song)