I Am Beautiful Poem by Agnes Atinyao Quirante

Why should I hide my face?
Thine sweet and fair skin I have.
Why should should I be not proud of my eyes?
Thine clear and vivid of the windows of my soul.
Why should I not praise my ownself?
When I’m beautiful in and out.

I am beautiful.
I am beautiful as I believe
And I am beautiful for I am beautiful
I am beautiful for who I am and I am not.
I am beautiful like everybody else
I see myself a beauty that will nay unfade
I am beautiful for my words.
I am beautiful for my thoughts
And I’m beautiful.
And I’m beautiful.