Why do you see me with eyes of displeasure?
Why do my round curves and shapely body threaten you?
Do you fear me?
And in doing so, try to scare me?
Scare me into starving my body and even my soul
So I undergo a transformation of who is essentially me
into the image of what you find acceptable?
I lock my heart away in a jail cell
with no windows, no door, no key.
Because you force me to question my worth, my loveability,
you dampen my spirit, quiet my voice.
Who are you - mothers, daughters, fathers, sons - to grasp my
heart with your tenuous claws?
You can not change me....
I am the wind...
I am the rain..
I am the earth that shelters you.
I shall not go silently into the dark night...
My voice beats through the darkness
My heart sings in the light.