lucia
The light, needs no definition
Because its a significant of happiness when it shines
And one's  heart is fill up like a nation
That's it's existence is nice
Because of one human in a female form
That darkness sees and run
Knowing That  oil and water never mix
And the division of the sea,was a myth
But her presence in the place of hate brings wealth
And in sickness, she speaks health
In sadness she illuminates peace
That any man with forth of sight can't risk
Little do I know about her,
But her kinds doesn't know about her
Her creation and making
It's the beginning of making
From dry lands to the hills of fountains
She is also represents the youth fountains
A womb opener to a family of treasures
And her transcendence have no measures
To match her pacesetting
And finding that she proposes, genetics, she will know no resting
Lucia, the daughter of an emperor
Of his kingdom that he rules and roars
Fake people see her as a problem
But real people love her as a realm
And stream of consciousness
Lots to say,but if there were any justice in this world
The real people will ways win
But they anit no justice for those who seek to win
Nuff respeek

Tell your daughters how you love your body.
Tell them how they must love theirs.

Tell them to be proud of every bit of themselves—
from their tiger stripes to the soft flesh of their thighs,
whether there is a little of them or a lot,
whether freckles cover their face or not,
whether their curves are plentiful or slim,
whether their hair is thick, curly, straight, long or short.

Tell them how they inherited
their ancestors, souls in their smiles,
that their eyes carry countries
that breathed life into history,
that the swing of their hips
does not determine their destiny.

Tell them never to listen when bodies are critiqued.
Tell them every woman’s body is beautiful
because every woman’s soul is unique and paramount
Like the ice mountain, that everyone intends to climb
For fortune and never body shame a female child.