My Body

AfricanCalva

It is not my own.

Yet it is my obligation to take care of it. To improve it. To protect it.

It is a sacred vessel.

No wait, it is a sexual commodity.

No wait, it is a physical representation of a people, of a nation, of a race.

No wait, it is a temptation that needs to controlled and covered up.

The irony.

The injustice.

The paradox.

My body. MY body. My body??

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