My Biggest Wish: - Poem by Hannah Shier
because I can see.
I see how you treat her.
That girl who went just too large - be it one size or three sizes or more.
I see the taunting, the laughter, the mocking, the whispers, the lies, the eyes filled with disgust for something that is not like your own size one person.
And so I'm deprived and beaten and robbed because of you, because of them, of our very own Constitution for which this 'free' land was established on - that everyone is born equal.
What a lie.
We're not born equal:
that one has black skin, that one has slanted eyes, that one is fat, I can see that one's rib-cage, that one's choice in sexual partner is weird, that one talks funny, that one looks funny -
that one is different.
And so we try to change them.
Not everyone born equal, but rather made equal.
If something is different or bothers you, burn it or change it. Kill it or simplify it so that it hold nothing of its original self. That one's a free thinker? Well, let's just cut down and destroy their self confidence and person and we'll see how free she thinks then.
If it's not like us, change it so that it is. Nothing is unique, all equal. All the same.
That's why I'm beaten and starved, malnourish and ripped apart: I see what you do. If I go against the flow, I'll be killed.
And so I go hungry.
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