Are We Ugly? Poem by EZEKIEL HARUNA DANBAKI

We have being lovers of ourselves
Before the accuser came
His mouth a deep gorge
Lies flawed his speech
'Look at you'. he said 'you don't glow like others'
From then, we feel so bad
In lost of self-concept

We don't like ourselves
What we were
What we are
I dont like how fat i'm
How skinny, these scrawny arms
I don't like this look
How my hair grows
My eyes
My lips my nose

We don't like ourselves
Dark our skin - we bleach
If pale - we get a tan
It's strange how we work things
What we are, nobody is satisfied

Becomingly clothed
Then the accuser came
In and out of the sewing house
Till we walk the street in absolute nude
We gaze upon our attire with loathe
walking around in caged emotions
Murmuring in self dislike
Taking turns saying to one another
You want to be like me?
I want to be like you!