Harry Quah, born in Penang, enjoyed his thrilling life in the 1970/80s: A Britain-trained designer,American-trained Zoo Manager, an established advertiser.....earned his fortune in Johore & Kuala Lumpur, and finally in early 1990, found his peace of mind and conviction of life in Sabah. With camera in hands, he shares the beauty of Sabah's nature.

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Comment by corps sans organes on January 22, 2015 at 10:40am

我仍將奮起!

你可以把我寫進歷史
用你那尖刻的、撒謊的文字,
你可以把我踩進泥地
但像塵土,我仍將奮起。

我的精神抖擻可讓你煩惱?
為什麽你要皺著眉頭?
因為我步履矯健
像在自家挖出了石油。

像月亮,像太陽,
浪潮退卻亦復漲,
揚得高高像希望,
我仍將奮起。

你可曾想見到我頹喪?
俯首低頭,目光低垂?
彎著腰身像落淚,
弱不禁風,心在哭泣?

我的錚錚傲骨可讓你厭惡?
別難受,別在乎
因為我笑聲爽朗
像在自家的庭院發現了金礦!

你可以用言辭向我射擊,
你可以用目光向我砍劈,
你可以用仇恨將我擊斃,
但像空氣,我仍將奮起!

我的性感迷人可讓你煩惱?
我的翩翩舞蹈可讓你驚奇?
因為我舞姿飛揚
像在我胯下尋到了鉆石!

從歷史恥辱的茅舍
我奮起,
從逝去的苦難歲月
我奮起,

我是黑色的海洋,水闊浪高
洶湧澎湃,領舵弄潮!

把恐怖的黑夜拋在身後
我奮起!

走向光明燦爛的白晝
我奮起!

帶著祖先賜予的力量,
我是奴隸的夢想和希望。
我奮起,
奮起!
奮起!!

(Maya Angelou,瑪雅-安吉魯,是美國文壇最耀眼的黑人女作家和詩人,成名作是一部名為I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings的自傳體小說。 Still I Rise是Maya Angelou的詩歌代表作,是美國黑人爭取民權的又一紀念碑式的作品。)

Comment by corps sans organes on January 22, 2015 at 8:53am

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. 

愛墾網 是文化創意人的窩;自2009年7月以來,一直在挺文化創意人和他們的創作、珍藏。As home to the cultural creative community, iconada.tv supports creators since July, 2009.

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