Q&A

This question has a sting inside

Who is beautiful

And who is not?

The Conquerors leave their leavings on our eyes.

We cannot see

Our own pride.

This question has a sting inside

Who is worthy

And who is not?

When I went there, I was not surprised.

I knew before. They loved only the light.

And long ago I gave my heart to myself

And learned to see with my own eyes.

I am beautiful as I am:

Big and brown and bright.

I am beautiful enough

For flowers and gifts and honoring.

The sun loves me best.

Drops down into my skin

And gleams.