✊🏾 “We Rise Like Sunrise”
Poem by Drew Lewis
We were born in the hush between thunder and prayer
In cotton fields and city stairs, Where the chains clanged louder than dreams could dare— Still, we dreamed.
With hands that built what others claimed, We shaped the rhythm, bore the blame. From gospel cries to hip-hop flame, We sang our names.
They tried to fold our stories big and small, To hush our drums, to bleach the walls
But still we danced, we dared, we called and claimed the day.
From Selma’s bridge to crowded streets, In every chant, our heartbeats meet.
Past pain, through joy, we plant our path forward, and still,
we rise.