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I make myself...

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Society wracked with kaleidoscope of pain
Tearing through our mindscape
Like unwanted advertisements
On the billboards of beautiful old buildings
Making them filthy
Making them commercial whores

Making all of us seem imperfect
No one like me, I see upon the colored screen
You see…. I feel like I am the only one who has a flesh outside that world
Like Alice in her looking glass
Wanting to get beyond the glass and
I am on this side alone
Or so I am made to think

So women are made to feel ashamed


Women tortured with their flesh
Scarring and cutting their mutilated bodies
Told they are
Made unnatural by bearing oceans
Of children
Bodies with rivers of green and blue lines

My scars are my own my warrior marks
My skin stretched over life and made humanity possible
Mother earth herself is broken with quakes
Scribbled with rivers
And blemished with forest and sea

So am I
I am beautiful in my blemished skin
Dotted with freckles
Torn with translucency
Skin thinner here than there
And my scars so pink, so thick
And pretty colorful drawings applied just so…………

For this moment I know myself to be beautiful
Women in society, mothers, young women, mother earth do we all conect?
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I love the fertility connection between women and Earth. This is a beautiful poem, and a beautiful concept. :+fav: