Monday, February 15, 2010
A Woman's Rites
by
Cari Main
Dear Woman I fear you've lost your senses
All because you're in your Menses
Going under the knife to hide the truth
To bask in the magic from the Fountain of Youth
Your lines will vanish, your lips will swell
Perky breasts – so full of gel!
You'll slide into a Designer 8
Come on girl – you're sexy bait.
But it's got you obsessing and lusting for more
You've gone and forgotten your very core
The battle was lost
Long before all the cost -
We're linear designed and every year
Another birthday isn't – something to fear
You're here on Earth, but not for long
So STOP and celebrate your own sweet song
Don't fight with gravity – its too strong a force
Your parts will sag and expand on the course
So braid your crown of silver and white
Find a Global issue for which to fight
Please don't erase
The lines on your face
Open your heart and speak your mind
“The Journey” truly, isn't a grind.
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4 comments:
Cari,
Great poem! I agree that some women seem to take what they have and who they are for granted. You did such a good job putting that into words! Keep it up! :-)
Sam W
Oh wow - you have done so well with this poem. It really says it all.
Cari,
Thanks for sharing. . . can't say I relate since I'm a man, but I can appreciate your message in the words here!
Well done.
Jim
What Cari said........:-)
Seriously I love the rhythm of your poem and the message.
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