Still I Rise, 1928

I've learnt to simply flick death off my shoulders when I am sometimes consumed by it

Maya Angelou was the world's RENAISSANCE woman

She was our very own PHENOMENAL woman 

It won't be her poems nor books that will secure her reputation, but the work that she's done whilst she was on this earth 

To be associated with leaders such as Martin Luther King and Malcolm X is a tremendous thing

But to be associated with a woman like Maya Angelou is an honour in itself

When I was 12, I made a list of all the great people that I wanted to meet before my time was on earth was done because you never know when you'll be called home

Slowly but painfully I've hard to cross some of those names off and I've lost sight in the wonder in the world because 

What's the world without people like these?

One of my favourite quotes by Maya Angelou is - you may encounter many defeats but you must not be defeated 

It one of the sayings that I have lived by and has proven to be true

There's not much to say and not because I don't want but because I have the utter most respect for you and some people like don't need to be written about because your legacy speaks for itself

You were the first woman on my list that I desperately wanted to meet and Pac was next 

Because of your tragic loss, I have also learnt a lesson in your loss; never put things that you want to do on hold

Life is the one thing that never goes back and it doesn't feel sorry you or wait for you to catch up with it

I've always known that and I still do and always will

And as we draw to a close, I kindly ask that you have found peace whenever you are because the true living starts once you sleep

The life now is merely a dream and you have reached the one we all long for

Thank you, phenomenal woman, for your perseverance, leadership and kindness

This is section from my favourite poem of Maya Angelou  

"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

- Still I Rise by Maya Angelou 

April 4, 1928 - May 28, 2014

Love always, the generation that you so valiantly fought for in order for us to be equal.