I Will Rise Poem by Olaniyi Ololade Moses

I was stoned by fear of yesterday,
Cob-webs of flaws battled my face,
Stabed by impurity of days,
For i don't know, if i will rise.

But, papa do says'you will...
Even you totter in a filthy mud,
And sleep in dirtiness,
Even, when you slumber in iniquity,
You shall surely rise.'

I will rise, as long as the sun rises,
Even when my feeble flesh faints,
And my wobby legs shake,
I will surely rise again.