Dabota Lawson Writes Out Maya Angelou’s Poem Which Fits Into Her Situation! You Don’t Want Me Crying

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So the media went agog yesterday when Ex Miss Nigeria, UK ,
Dabota Lawson stepped out with her just engaged billionaire fiancé, Billionaire Prince Sunny
Aku. Most of the words from the comment section on blogs got to her! She had to write out one of Maya Angelou’s poems which says
you definitely don’t wanna see her down with tears; you don’t wanna see her
broken. Dabota yesterday went online to
say, her man makes her happy as they step out together at a function and she
wants people to accept them, even if she’s in her 20’s and he is 60. She took
to her instagram page just now to express her mind by writing out the poem on her page. She does not want to lock
herself up in the room and cry, she’s in love and wants people to appreciate that
fact, the poem depicts. We truly find love in different places. Below is what she wrote;

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted
lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does
my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve
got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With
the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. Did
you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down
like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in
my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your
eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my s*xiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve
got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I
rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and
wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror
and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the
gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

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