A Body as a Woman

A body as a nerve,

Squandered and rustled, demolished

Never to regain its full strength

Never to grow stronger again

A body as a plant,

Dried out, stomped on, uprooted, and destroyed

Wilted and left to a desolate life of nothingness without its home, without its life.

A body as a diamond,

Pulled out by poor hands

Taken by fat hands handled and mishandled,

Bought, sold, loved, lost, cursed, and shined again to be sold anew.

A body as a statue,

Carven to show magnificence,

Placed to honor a champion

Tarnished, covered in gum, pissed on, and covered in dirt

Removed, replaced, moved along to another place.

A body as a song,

Played, rewinded, repeated, turned down, and turned up again.

Topping the charts, wallowing in the lows, reprised, and sung aloud.

A body as a woman,

Respected, loved, listened to, admired, marveled at, and looked up to.

Treated with equality and a willingness to allow self expression.

Free of judgment and pits that turn like people against like.

Re-imagined, distinguished, valued, and involved.

Intelligent and full of compassion.

As it should be isn’t as it has been or as it was.

As it should be is as it will be, through progress.

Challenges bring new courage and strength.

We must overcome it as a body or noBody overcomes.