If my hair was longer
If my eyes were larger
If my nose was straighter
And my smile was wider
If my teeth were whiter
And my stare deeper
if my breasts said “salute” and were fantastic speakers
if my arms were toner and my shoulders bolder
if my thighs were thicker and my tummy thinner
if my waist could break and beg men to take
if my bum was rounder and could bounce off a steak
if my calves defined geometry and my curves were of perfect symmetry
Would I still stop and look at the scenery?
Wondering why and how exactly he made me
Still wishing on a million If’s and maybe’s
Begging my body to behave when I have a baby
But sure the laws of gravity will take and drive me crazy
If everything is the way they were meant to be
Then whose definition of a body defines me?
Happier I would be if and if and if and if
but my honest smile reminds me "I no be thief"
from the lineage of queen beyonce i descend not
but in ma "hood" i'm still actively sought (lol)
Your views of me sway me not
So by all means, please keep your salad fork!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
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