For the rare times when I write. |
Beauty is priceless Beauty is the key To get your way through this world Full of lustful sneers. An ounce of make up And a skirt too short Is the only way a woman can Be taken seriously. Woman must look pretty To help with patriarchy To boost the male ego When they see you naked. Beauty isn't an option But rather a compulsion. Size zero waist, perfect hair, A made-up face and some slutty clothes Is the most crucial investment For every woman today. You must be fair, not colored, not black. You must be skinny with hips and tits fat. Your hair should be soft and perfectly worn. And you must always smile, For you look ugly when you cry, Or when you scream, or when you fight For what you think is right. You're a part of a judgemental world Where your demands won't be heard Until you concur. The only thing you must strive to be Is the epitome of female beauty. And if you're not up to the task yet, You seven-year-old child, You're unnecessary and insignificant. You should take a knife and kill yourself. Line count:34 Form: free verse |
Stop for a second, drop everything you're doing, look all around yourself, and let lose in the moment. Appreciate everything, the big and the small. In the blink of an eye you might lose the chance, to show them your gratitude. Life may seem long, but it's shorter than you think. So don't look for excuses, to be thankful, kind and loving. Line count:12 Form: free verse poem |