You were beautiful before they told you

You were beautiful before they told you.
Before they molded you into the temple of their becomings.
All you see now is a price on your soul.
But please take a moment to realize,
that the broken pieces are not a mess.
And as the sun falls into meditation;
as it makes intercourse with the moon,
translating the words pressed over your heart,
into a melody we never thought to listen to-
You should hold tight to the webs of faith set before you.

You were beautiful before they told you.
Your blackness is a narrative few will choose to understand.
It is not an apology nor a monologue.
The beauty of your kinks and locks in conversation with the curve of your breast,
Requires a special appreciation.
So do not despair,
when you are sold below the price of beauty,
on a market which places perfection as a necessity.

You were beautiful before they told you.
You are not an idea nor a single thought but rather a discourse of many colors.
I could tell you this until the end of time.
But do you see it?
You must resist the desire to desist from breaking free.
These chains that print self-loathing over the bridges of your ancestry,
Have blinded you.
And now the shadows in your eyes,
make it impossible-
for you to feel the sunshine,
dancing under the soles of your feet.

Author: Iwalewa

Well, I've always had a passion for writing. I would describe myself as a feminist, a womanist and a humanist. Poetry is something I've developed a great passion for. Apart from that, I also spend time reading...although this might make me come about sounding like an introvert, I still like to think of myself as an extrovert! I love making new friends and meeting new people. I hope this blog allows others to share and enjoy my work and hopefully share their views and opinions about various issues :)

5 thoughts on “You were beautiful before they told you”

  1. This is pure awesomeness. I love the poem, and that last line is just magic for me. Your poems are so powerful, they invade the deepest recesses of my mind and remind me of something I must have been feeling sometime but failed to write something about.

    I love the title too. It’s a perfect wrap for this wonder you call poem.

    We are beautiful, despite the past we know and the past we’ve been told about. The chains are mere projections of our cowering minds, so that once we shake them off our minds, we’ll see we are so free to even reach for the horizon. We can, and maybe we will someday soon.

    Welldone Iwalewa. You’re an awesome poet, I tell ya!

    1. Ore mi, you go make my head swell oooh!! Hahaha! Honestly though, your comment and comments in general always give me encouragement. I haven’t written anything in a long while, but I will and I should do so soon. There is so much to write about and you are so good at keeping up with “the blogging pace”! I admire your work ethic…because it requires a strong work ethic to post something daily or even weekly.
      I really enjoyed writing this poem. I think, we too often define ourselves according to others, according to our past, our fears and failures-which can be wonderful but also at times, wonderfully destructive as well. We shouldn’t try and take a short cut around our complexities though and we definitely shouldn’t try and make ourselves “easier” for others to understand. By writing this poem, I believe I reminded myself of this fact. We forget too easy.

      Thanks me!!

      😀

      1. Lool. For real though, your writings are awesome; and I am glad you feel that way about my comments. Truth is, I always look forward to your comments on my posts too. The sheer thought of knowing a fellow blogger believes in what I do, is humbling for me. And I guess that’s what we are here for… to support each other in the blogosphere. 😀

        I enjoyed reading as much as you enjoyed writing it. I think the thing is that, often times, we don’t know how to be ourselves because we don’t know who we are (Paulo Coehlo). It’s funny, but it’s the truth. And more often than not, it becomes the root of all other problems we find ourselves in.

        Keep inspiring ma’am! 🙂

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