Still, I Will Rise! Poem by Nametso Degratia Mooketsi

They thought that I was stupid,
They called me names for what I believed in,
Got rejected in groupies for I was seen as a weirdo,
They always spoke badly behind my back,
All because I stand for what I believe in.

They mocked me, contused me with great pain, discriminated me,
Pointed fingers at me saying that I think I’m better that them.

That hurt me, badly, but again like Joseph
My dreams will come to pass.

This people greatly remind me of Jesus, who was abused,
Yet he persevered and conquered all,
He didn’t like the mockery, maybe he didn’t even understand why him?
But because he knew the price of persevering.

He had to stand on the word, he had to stand for what he believed in, just like Jesus, I will not grow weary and faint, like an eagle I will rise above the storm.

And like the book of Isaiah 40 verse 31 says, 'but those who trust in the Lord, will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles, they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not faint'. So shall it be with me, I will rise!