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Life Doesn’t Frighten Me


Shadows on the wall 
Noises down the hall 
Life doesn’t frighten me at all 

Bad dogs barking loud 
Big ghosts in a cloud 
Life doesn’t frighten me at all 

Mean old Mother Goose 
Lions on the loose 
They don’t frighten me at all 

Dragons breathing flame 
On my counterpane 
That doesn’t frighten me at all. 

I go boo 
Make them shoo 
I make fun 
Way they run 
I won’t cry 
So they fly 
I just smile 
They go wild 

Life doesn’t frighten me at all. 

Tough guys fight 
All alone at night 
Life doesn’t frighten me at all. 

Panthers in the park 
Strangers in the dark 
No, they don’t frighten me at all. 

That new classroom where 
Boys all pull my hair 
(Kissy little girls 
With their hair in curls) 
They don’t frighten me at all. 

Don’t show me frogs and snakes 
And listen for my scream, 
If I’m afraid at all 
It’s only in my dreams. 

I’ve got a magic charm 
That I keep up my sleeve 
I can walk the ocean floor 
And never have to breathe. 

Life doesn’t frighten me at all 
Not at all 
Not at all. 

Life doesn’t frighten me at all.

By Maya Angelou.




Still I Rise

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 sexiness 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. 
I rise 
I rise 
I rise.

By Maya Angelou.



One of the most demoralizing thing to ever happen to people is the fear of the unknown, human beings naturally run from discomfort and uncertainty. While the irony is at the other side of the uncertainty, bears our greatest reward.
I read a story the other day of a soldier that was caught by a group of rebels; he was locked in a dark room for some days, and the commander of the rebels order to bring him out, which they did. The commander told the soldier he has two options, it is either he walks away behind that door in front of them, but there is no guarantee of what is behind the door, or he stays and he die by execution. The soldier paused for a minute, looked at the door once again and asked the commander what is behind the door, the commander told him he doesn’t know. After much contemplation the soldier told the commander of the rebels he preferred to be executed, rather than going through the stress, since they are going to kill him anyway.
He was executed. Out of curiosity; one of the rebels asked the commander, what lies behind the door? The commander shook his head in gloom and told them “FREEDOM” they were all amazed and cold at the same time.
The story got me thinking, that has been how so many of us have been living our life out of the fear of the unknown. That idea you’ve been scared to lunch, that person you’ve been scared to call, the education you’ve given up on. Why don’t you just give it another trial? The beauty about the unknown is, it is always less intimidating than we thought. Whenever you are about to take an action that has to do with your future, and it seems you rather settle for what you’re sure of rather than lunching in to something that is better, always remember what lies behind that door is “FREEDOM”