Poem "Unconquered and Unconquerable"
In this undated poem, Lewis Latimer suggests his determination to surmount every challenge and hardship-personal, financial, and spiritual-including the painful past of slavery and the present reality of racism.
Latimer Family Papers (1870-1996 ) [QPL Full Collection]
Unconquered and Unconquerable by L. H. Latimer What tho’ I suffer through the years, Unnumbered wrongs, unnumbered fears, My soul doth still forbid me tears; Unconquered and unconquerable. What tho’ my bed of thorns be made; What tho’ my onward course be stayed; My soul soars upward undismayed, Unconquered and unconquerable. What tho’ by chains confined I lie; What tho’ by brutal hands I die; My soul will upward ever fly, Unconquered and unconquerable. I scorn the hand that does me wrong, Tho’ suffering days and years be long, My soul still sings that deathless song, Unconquered and unconquerable.
Aisha Abdul Rahman
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