Poem -

Body.

Body.

Body.

I say, I have a voice,
they say, no, you have teeth,
that aren't white,
enough.

I say, I have strength,
they say no, you have an ass,
that is not big, 
enough.

I say, I have a point of view,
they say no, you have eyes,
that aren't bright,
enough.
 
I say, I have a mind,
they say no, you have hair,
that is not shiny, 
enough. 

I say, I have power,
they say no you have tighs,
that aren't small,
enough. 

I say,
I.
Am.
A. 
Soul.

They say no, you are,
Just.
A.
Body.

And I begin to believe,

Them. 

 

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Tony Taylor

A truly compelling piece of poetic prose that certainly makes for a fine début piece here...... the idea of self loathing created by the morons that control public concerns. ie. ~ the media... should be jailed for making people believe silly notions like one's thighs are too big or their ass isn't big enough.... I LOVE what you've done herd.... the formatting works perfectly......ALL STARS!!..... well done dear poet sister ...and.....WELCOME to COSMO !!....LOVE & ROCKETS!!....T xo ?❤

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