ForestEden 05.04.07

What classifies a woman’s beauty?
The eyes, the hips, the hair?
The size, the weight, the tummy fat?
And how much muscle where?

Is it all about the finer features,
And how large they are or small?
And what about a woman’s height,
How short she is or tall?

And what about the color skin?
The black and curvy or pale and thin,
Slanted eyes that tantalize,
Or wide set eyes that grin?

Whatever the classifications are,
Such demands cannot be pleased,
Not anyone who’s not sold their soul,
That the disapproval may be appeased.

And what the reason, we must be mad!
To throw such jewels away,
To beat up beauty and throw it down,
And say it is child’s play.

Sisters, now, we must unite,
To stop such torture here,
Yet do so in such a gentle way,
It makes our beauty clear.