His Profile Read:
'Searching for a female
Pale skin, hair chin-length, and midnight black
Curly cues that frame a face of innocent perfection
This is my queen, my topmost pick
She is my number one selection.'
She Responded With:
'You mean Man's fantasy,
For the permanent erection?
Man and his dim-sighted
Disney Princess obsession? '
She Wrote To Him:
'Well, I was never a princess,
Nor was I a saint.
A 'sexual angel'
The virginal prostitute
A portrait you invented
Composed
You decided to paint.
I wasn't a myth or a tinkering nymph,
I wasn't conceived to preserve or rescue you.
Nor did I need deliverance through you.
I capitalized by taking my cue from you!
Your fantastical dream realms
Something constructed
By 'man, ' who has some imagination,
But translates it wrong, vision obstructed
And collectively, also destructive.
…So who am I now?
I'm ready to rise, I'm going rogue.
….Ready to be
A Queen perched on her own throne
Ruler of her palace
Totally fearless
And, ready to shout this,
So you can hear this:
I was never Snow White
This is YOUR misconception
The over-estimation
Natural selection
The helpless, defenseless
Impression, suggestion
Impossible expectations
Fantastical storybook relations
…I was only human
And, you call this deception?
…You want my disclosure?
My bio, my stats
My sultry she-girl profile?
…It's one sentence long,
Listen closely,
As I read from my file:
Who am I?
I said it before.
I am Fearless
Will take the plunge
Any dare there is.
God Damned straight
I'm Her.
I am her, and more!
Damned straight you'd better
Be Ready To Hear Me Roar.'
© copyright 2018-2024 Snow Leopard (Pt.4 of the Jungleuphoria Mini-Series)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem