Pagosa Springs Artists

On Burkas

I, myself and me--
who I am, my identity--
I express, I dress
 in my sexuality

For me to value you,
  I first must value me--
  learned from my eyes,
from the smile you see,
 by who I am, my integrity.
Purity lies not with our dress,
but within hearts of you or me

No one can address a burka--
all you see is a bag, not the person--
and when a sack must masque a woman,
what does that say about the men?

 

first published in  Nomad’s Choir

© 2002 Bonnie Manion

 
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