Me as a body


When I was first created I didn't pick my body nor my feathers.
God decided that for me,he picked the color of my eyes,the texture and color of my hair.
He picked my facial features eyebrows, nose lips and he didn't stop there.
He knew my height before I even would grow to reach.
He gave me two arms to embrace others and allow them to embrace me.
My body is beautiful,from my head to my toei have many body parts,feets takes me where I want to go.
Hands moves where I want to share.
Eyes see the colorful world.
Skin touch the bottom of air and much more.
A body means too much but little bit I know.
Well,I am not a healthy body.
I suffered from many circumstances but never discourage myself.
My body is my identity.
My body connect me to this world.
I will never change my mindset for others.
Never ever forever

Nisha Nainwal

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