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Poetry
Great American Beauty Sellout Just a lil lip gloss to make those lips pout.Brainwashed by commercials before we can read. Early training in American hipocracy. Even muted, they permeate the youngest of minds. A child in my kid’s class wore eyeshadow, She’s only nine. A daily war paint ritual when one is a woman. Our drug is our SPF foundation. It’s become more than habitual. Most ladies know what I’m talking about Natural beauty of that we know nothing at all. Expected to hide behide society’s man-made mask. I question does vanity lasts. Tanned and glittered Pierced and bejeweled, Tat covered Perhaps our views are skewed. What are we looking for? Sweet perfume to disguise our natural scents Glam mags filled with digitally enhanced images the women on the pages starve themselves then binge. Starving to death to sell a damn product. The murmur of the crowd is quite hypnotic. Pretty manicured nails and a nice matching pedi Nothing mentioned ever mentioned of inner beauty. It’s all part of the game of how ya look . Helping you forget you’re not living your dreams. Just dressing to please. All a vain pursuit of an unreachable dream. Making women spend millions. Draining your pocket of any money saved. Searching for answer in a fifty dollar bottle of foundation. While warping your mind with glowing blue eyeshadow. You can spend your whole life without this realization. Black lined eyes Piercing right through everything, But seeing nothing. Underneath the layers there is a tear Hiding behind it stylist made wind blown hair We flaunt it all without a care Corvette red lips glistening in the sun While slim fitted jeans shape our buns Who the hell are we kiddin with this? Total and complete Americnan beauty sellout. By Mara McWilliams Please note:
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