I Rise Still

Even after all of the transgression and oppression
Against people of my complexion
Standing tall with a pen as my weapon
I’m going down writing!!!
I will not be silenced – By this system of recondite violence

I Rise Still

Through this concrete and steel, I will assure that my word is
Throughout this world
My pen will write, until I am free, or
without life!!!
Standing here resilient and austere

I Rise Still

Through the cracks and crevices
of this ‘penal’ development
I will not be appeased, until I am
standing free – reunited with my

I Rise Still

After years and years of disquieting
rejection, inimical reflection
of my case, by a Court
with a racist support beam
I will never give up my dream
to be standing shoulder to shoulder with the
leaders of the culture

I Still Rise

My scent spreads through the prison vents
It emanates on the other side of the gate
And spreads far and wide
emitting my fragrance

I Rise Still

Through this concrete maze, this living
I’m traveling past lost souls
Physically they’re here, but their minds
are gone!
I constantly remind myself that
this is just a Sojourn
Eventually I will be home

I Rise Still

And still I rise, I’m on an
ink pen high, chasing my life,
And still I write…
That the stenographer, the judge,
the State, the lawyer, and the jury,
were all White!
And with this black ink, I speak
the truth
Like so many, I was captured as
a youth
And still I rise like Mya Angelou’s…

I Rise Still

Published by korymcclary1221

My name is Kory McClary, I am 34 years old. I am currently serving a lengthy sentence at the New Jersey State prison in Trenton, New Jersey. I am fighting for my freedom so that I may return to my family and loved ones. Yet, I know that it is a long, tough, and bitter battle to achieve that goal. But, with the grace of God Almighty, and for the sake of my family, I will fight on. I am using this blog as a medium to enhance my voice and to bring awareness to my unfair condition leading out of my unjust conviction. While spending almost all of my time in a cell, I chose to write so that I may voice the reality of my situation, because without awareness there can never be Justice...! To escape the harsh reality of prison, I use the pen to release my frustrations. I use the pen to manifest my imagination. And, most of all, I use the pen to Fight. I am fighting for my Life! Just by reading Kory McClary's Blog, you are giving my plight and my word's a voice. Thank you. Please, stay tuned...

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