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A Woman I Knew

There was a woman I knew once Her beauty was awe inspiring And she wore her pride on her head like a crown She wrapped her confidence around her neck like the fine beads her mother gave In the palm of her heart she kept she kept mine Her body was molded and perfected by the hand of the Creator Solely to deliver His gift of life Her chest was full and her breasts rich with the milk that built nations Her hips were carved and chiseled impeccably to give birth to tomorrow So hypothetically the rising and the setting of the sun were placed in between her hips Swaying from side to side Echoing hypnotically into infinity This dismantled the very fabric of the men who craved to be with her She traded in her beads; she took off her crown and left her confidence out for the hyenas to tear up All for the smooth silky fabric that did not fit her waist The cut of that dress did not flatter her hips Her chest was too full and her breasts were just too big She smiled and laughed but she had no joy They made the dresses smaller even and in to them she had to fit She tried and over centuries she passed down to her daughters that into that dress she had to fit but it didn't happen So what they learned was that she was not enough She was not slim enough, that her hair was not soft enough That her skin was not fair enough, that her feet were not small enough And eventually she felt ugly and that she was not good enough! But one of these daughters realized, that before 'they ' created this size two into which she had fit Her body was already dancing in her Creators mind...in all its glory So she tore that dress to shreds, and with it went the standards of beauty that did not worship her curves She put back her crown; she wrapped her confidence around her neck even tighter and retrieved her beads Her body was not too big for that dress That dress was not worthy of her body Till this day that woman holds in the palm of her heart, mine And this woman I knew Is the woman in you Love yourselves ladies?...in ALL your glory!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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