THE ENDANGERED WOMAN

 I don't have that sleek hair

My complexion is not very fair

Perhaps, you don't like our features

And seriously we don't even care.

So, welcome to our world which 

You may consider as a bing 

For plucking eyebrows here 

Is not a regular thing.

Where the hair is kinda frizzy 

With no particular shade of hue 

But we do have colorful bruises 

As you see we're out late in the loo.

With a hairy camber on tulip 

And a crooked nose above 

With eyes that seem too beady 

But they're only filled of love.

We smile with staggered teeth and brown gums 

Our lips all chapped and pressed together 

We can step out with oil on head 

And go to shopping, frivolously dressed.

We don't starve ourselves for a zero waistline 

As life is so short and food is so yummy.

Yes, we love our flabby stomach.

And believe it's okay to have a tummy.

Our nails don't grow right 

Our teeth ain't perfectly white 

And if you don't find us beautiful 

The fault is in your eyes. 

We really suck at walking on heels 

We gave it a try and we know how it feels 

It's hysterical cause we buckle and fall 

So we have let go of the desire to be like a doll.

We don't have an even skin tone

And you'd appalled at our black elbows 

You may observe patch of darkness on our knees

And if you say that's ugly, we say "Oh! Shut up please".

We may be foolish, we may be wise.

We come in different shapes and sizes.

And yet to be more precise.

We're like different fruits baked into a pie.

Loud, shrill, gruff, or manly 

Are some categories of our voice.

We don't like to conceal our skin

Because we do know it's only a choice. 

We don't judge people cause 

We're the once who're often judged.

And if we try to be like them.

Our ashen life just gets smudged.

Sorry for being so shallow 

Sorry for having a mind so narrow 

But if you get this feeling that I'm abhorring others 

Then let me make this very clear that I'm just following my arrow.

We've learned to shun your opinion 

And carry on with our funny slapstick 

So don't hate us, we're not  that drastic 

We're just happy woman, proud not to be a plastic.

By Princemita Ray