To Maya Angelou

To Maya Angelou:

           

               

It’s been year’s sense you wrote the poem “Still I rise” and till this day it is still a poem of hope for every person on this earth. In it you say how nothing can make you stop and that every road block you confront makes you better. You had to face unspeakable things in your life, being judge by the color of your skin and not your human traits, to go through this things and still have the desire to help other through their journey. That is an example of how our judgments kill are human compassion, they keep us from seeing the person that stands before us. But even though most of us suffer with another types of blindness, some of us are able to get passed it and still rise from our mistakes.