Celebrating The Life & Impact

Maya Angelou's Personal Residence

This is a rare opportunity to honor and restore the life work of Maya Angelou by purchasing her personal residence in North Carolina.

You May Write Me Down in History

Learn About How You Can Continue To Tell Her Story and Own A Piece Of American History

In celebration of the life of May Angelou, we are offering her personal residence for sale. This rare piece of property tells the story of an American poet, memorist, and civil rights activist.

WE are seeking the right individual for this offering who shares the passion respect, and honor for this amazing woman to help preserve a piece of history and continue to tell her story.

Help Tell Her Story

Honoring The Life

Poet

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Memorist

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Activist

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WHY CHOOSE US

Awards and Impact

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Savings Potenstial

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Excellent Protection

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Worldwide Coverage

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Life's Changed

Marketing Director

Taylah Tolmie

Love Liberates - Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou's Inaugural Poem (1993)

Still I Rise

Still I Rise
Maya Angelou - 1928-2014

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod 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 backyard.

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.

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