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~Phenomenal Woman~ Dr. Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size But when I start to tell them They think I'm telling lies. I say It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips The stride of my steps The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally Phenomenal woman That's me.
I walk into a room Just as cool as you please And to a man The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees Then they swarm around me A hive of honey bees. I say It's the fire in my eyes And the flash of my teeth The swing of my waist And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally Phenomenal woman That's me.
Men themselves have wondered What they see in me They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say It's in the arch of my back The sun of my smile The ride of my breasts The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally Phenomenal woman That's me.
Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say It's in the click of my heels The bend of my hair The palm of my hand The need for my care. 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally Phenomenal woman That's me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A poem from Gretchen:
I walk down the street, followed by eyes criticizing my size as if my thighs and belly were somehow your burden... my shame, somehow your prize. as if my rolls and curves were somehow your fodder, and harder I stare at you to see if you'll meet my eyes and you will not.
You don't care if you know me, don't care if you hurt me don't care if you stab me with your judgment plunging daggers of hatred and despise into my side.
Sometimes I think you stare because you can't understand why someone my size can hold their head up with pride and put one foot in front of the other with confidence, with courage in my gait, how someone with blubber can be so bold, so brave, can be so me.
it's because your daggers have made me resilient brilliantly, stepping into the armor of my scars daring to find excellence despite your constant stares that never meet my eyes that look at you thinking that maybe you'll learn something about what it means to survive thinking that maybe you'll see the human behind the size...
as I walk down the street. still followed by eyes
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "When I became convinced that the Universe is natural-that all the ghosts and gods are myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul, into every drop of my blood the sense, the feeling, the joy of freedom. For the first time I was free...free to think, to express my thoughts...free to live my life for myself and those I loved...free to investigate, to guess and dream and hope...free to reject all ignorant and cruel creeds...I stood erect and fearlessly, joyously, faced all worlds...." ~Robert Green Ingersoll~
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