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.