Still I Rise Michael Metzger-Hansemann

Title: Still I Rise

(inspired by “By a Thread – A Life of Innovation and Freedom”)

I walked through fire with open eyes,

Scarred by silence, bound by skies.

A boy once broken, breath held tight,

But in the dark, I found my fight.

They tried to tame what lived in me,

But roots grow wild when they grow free.

From holy halls to battlegrounds,

I lost my name but heard my sound.

Still I rise, like rivers run,

Through shattered days and setting suns.

No one sees the war inside,

But through it all —

Still I rise.

I built with hands, I dreamed with sparks,

Turned falling walls into new starts.

The world said no, but I said “now,”

With ash-stained hope upon my brow.

Still I rise, through storm and flame,

Every scar now speaks my name.

They tried to break the truth I write,

But through it all —

Still I rise.

[Bridge] (soft, ethereal)

Water sang where wires failed,

Miracles that science veiled.

A whisper carried through the wires,

A future lit by quiet fires.

Still I rise — with open soul,

Through every fall, I made it whole.

This is my vow, my voice, my light:

I lived, I burned —

And still...

I rise.