Old slave woman, Tall and proud, With eyes that have seen The worst of man And still not lost Their shine. You carry the weight Of a thousand years On your back, The weight of a hundred Broken dreams, Of broken promises, Of broken bones. And yet you stand, Tall and proud, A symbol of strength In a world that has Done you wrong. Your spirit is unbroken, Your will unyielding, And you remind us That we too Can rise above The worst of man And still not lose Our shine. Old slave woman, Tall and proud, Your legacy lives on In the strength of Those who follow In your footsteps. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ITALIAN PICTURES: COSTA MAGIC by MINA LOY ESSAY: AT NIGHT THE AUTOPORTRAIT AT NIGHT by ELENI SIKELIANOS THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 110. THE OASIS OF SIDI KHALED by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A WIFE IN LONDON by THOMAS HARDY VERSES WHY BURNT by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE FAIR SINGER by ANDREW MARVELL THE SEA-LIMITS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |