Oh, Woman!

A poem

Photo by Toni Oprea on Unsplash

Oh, woman!
Look at yourself in the mirror,
Look at your face,
Look at the reflection of your body,
Do you like what you see?

Oh, woman!
Look at the color of your skin,
The light will not possibly enlighten you,
Have you ever thought — 
of being someone else?

Oh, woman!
Look at your smile,
It’s not as lovely as the morning sun,
Not as blooming as the morning glory — 
and cannot even brighten a dark room,
Have you ever regretted — 
for you were born deficient?

Oh, my dear woman!
Remember — this life is a fleeting thing,
Everything will someday return to its Creator.
The face.
The body.
The skin.
The smile.
All will turn into dust —
and buried in the soil,
So, why worry much?