This beautiful girl has got SCARS!
She came into this world
People adored.
Look at her,
She has no flaws
She crawls.
She crawled,
Then she walked.
This little bud,
Flowered!!
Passersby came,
And were awed.
(They had never seen something so surreal)
She doesn’t belong here.
They squealed.
Lets make her one of us, one said.
Yes Yes, Lets make her one of us, shouted all.
So, she was scarred.
She prayed to the creator.
I can’t be here, in this land of predators.
You are still beautiful,
My Girl.
You make this world.
If you are not there,
Life would quell.
BUT, I bless you with thorns.Amen !
It is very essential that we celebrate the feminine. This is not about woman, this is about the feminine. The feminine is not about conquest. The feminine is about flowering, relaxing, and living, not about getting.
We are letting the very essence of life die.
