The Measure of Beauty
How do measure someone's beauty?
Is it the thickness of their hips?
The smooth lined makeup on their face?
Or is the mystery of whats
Underneath all that
Makes you want to breathe?
The air in their space
You turn to the tv
Beautiful slender figures
Parade around the screen
Then a big brotha or sista walks by
So now you choose the option
To appreciate it or be mean
And that person tries to hide the pain
That feeling of inadequency
Makes want to eat away your the shame
Ursula Tillery
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