I AM WOMAN | SONGS OF THE GLITTER GIRL

Compliment does not equate consent,

That your eyes can see my beauty,

Gives you no right to exploit it,

Didn’t your mama teach you,

Look, but don’t touch.

I am woman, intricacy personified,

Playing the teams of;

Frailty and strength,

Rigidity and leniency,

Wisdom and foolishness,

Beauty and grotesque.

Beauty is a state of mind,

Not a debt to be paid,

So, keep those obligatory compliments.

I am woman,

An endless seam of propensity,

An apt measure of joy and pain,

Do not be fooled by the simplicity of my curves,

Or the finished product of my face beat,

For tomorrow I might be a different shade of me.

I am woman,

A 21st century griffin,

An embodiment of courage and love,

Though all that glitters may not be gold,

I was born to sparkle,

So, with the ever-growing darkness,

I shine brighter and brighter,

Green, red, yellow, blue.

I am woman,

My voice a thin layer of strings,

Held bound by the booms of a bazooka,

The echo of my words, backed by the shadows of my passion,

Grace; the fluidity of my veins,

I am woman,

And you are?

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent – Eleanor Roosevelt

Model: Blessing

Poetry and Photography: The Blackscribbler

Stay Shining