I am rolling hills with vibrant tulips as far as the eye can see,
I am savannah with boundless sunshine, flora and fauna wild and carefree
I am thick forest with trees who stand tall and strong and extend their arms to the sky,
I am luscious jungle untamed and heavy and saturated with blossoms and vines.

I am gorgeous in every part of me, regardless of the sharpened gazes
pointed towards me like spears.
I am powerful in every part of me because I dare to be me,
sharpening my own spears in self defense.

My jungle is the strongest part of me,
A landscape of coarse trunks along the curves of my legs,
A tangled mass of vines on the undersides of my arms,
An unruly bush to accompany trunks at the place where they meet.

I rule my jungle in confidence and wield my own spears
To let the savages know that I am unafraid and comfortable
whether my jungle is tamed or left uncut.