She is so beautiful
A concept that was lost on her
She walked around mirrors
As if the reflection was a challenge
A goad
To be prettier, fitter, more, Beautiful
The mirror taunted her
Haunted her Hallways
The hollowed space between her lungs...
Afraid, a ball of fears
A cadre of voices telling her to
Twerk
Clap
Jump up and down
Bounce
In wet t shirts
Be bouncier
Shorts, be shorter
She IS beautiful
Yet they shout at her
Be MORE beautiful..
Shorts tighter
Suck in any of the things that don’t give you lines
Curves that can be fondled
Adored
SEEK their adornment
Seek adulation
She was taught this
She was taught to Push
To bring out the things in them....
That made the little girl in her..... hide
Show them, only THAT woman.
Those come get me eyes
Those come get me lies
Tell only half truths.....
She walked through mirrors
Year after year...
Mirror After Mirror ....after mirror
Walked through the Stages
The ages
From ancients
From pinching to rouse to gloss and
ANTI AGING
She stood before crowds that wanted to stone her
Persecute her as she
Reminds them of
Lies, half truths they told their
Wives
Daughters
Sisters
Mothers
Aunts
Lies
They harbored and packaged
In
Compaqs &
Mac Make up kits
Designed beauty
But those eyes,
Those eyes are just reflections
Those eyes reveal the truth
The lies we told to
Dim the light and hollow the shell
As one by one the stones fell....
They wanted to stone her
To dim her light
BUT
The beauty she holds In just existing
The beauty she has in just, existing
There are no shorts shorter
And implants big enough
To make brighter,
What already shines.
Just Her
Just as She is
Just as she came
Beautiful.
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