I have been discovered,
My skin uncovered and mapped
My body seized by foreign explorers searching for gold and glory,
Proud conquistadors leaving me in ruins.
I am a tourist attraction,
Billboards, brochures, guided tours and cheap hotels
Being remodeled, demolished, assembled,
construction crews toiling day and night
Trapped in this cage of flesh and bone like an animal in a zoo,
vulnerable and weak
Too feral, too wild
Yet after I have been undressed and undone,
Sexualized, judged, touched, seen, mocked
After all of me has been revealed
Painfully, shamefully, or joyously
I am still my own.
I am mine,
And your eyes would not defile me, your actions would not define me.
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