Veteran Poet - 1,837 Points (Dogon Kurmi)


We have being lovers of ourselves
Before the accuser came
His mouth so wide and deep
Lies flawed his speech
'Look at you'. he said 'not grand as others'
From then, we feel so bad
In lost of self-concept

We don't like ourselves
What we were
What we are
I dont like how fat i'm
How skinny, these scrawny arms
I don't like this look
How my hair grows
My eyes
My lips my nose

We don't like ourselves
Dark our skin - we spoilt with a bleach
If pale - we get a tan
It's strange how we work things
What we are, nobody is satisfied

The smallest in the team
We feel so bad
Unloved by all else
We kick and cry
Who do we blame?
The maker of us?

Becomingly clothed
Then the accuser came
In and out of the sewing house
Till we walk the street in absolute nude
We gaze upon our attire with loathe
walking around in caged emotions
Murmuring in self dislike
Taking turns saying to one another
You want to be like me?
I want to be like you!

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 11, 2015

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