BODY IMAGE Poem: Reflections, by Nkoyo Nsa

Reflections stare, from the mirror’s gaze
A critic’s voice, that never fades
It whispers lies, of imperfection’s might
A distorted view, of beauty’s light

The scales scream numbers, that dictate my worth
A never-ending cycle, of self-doubt and mirth
I’m trapped in a prison, of societal norms
A beauty standard, that’s unattainable and warped

I see the airbrushed, and Photoshopped faces
Unrealistic expectations, in virtual spaces
The comparison game, a losing battle I fight
A constant reminder, of my perceived flaws and fright

But what of the beauty, that’s unique and divine?
The scars, the stretch marks, the curves that are mine?
The strength in my muscles, the resilience in my soul?
The beauty that’s within, that makes me whole?

I’ll rise above, the noise and the pain
Embracing my flaws, and loving myself again
I’ll focus on health, not on a number or size
I’ll celebrate my uniqueness, and let my spirit rise

My body is strong, my body is brave
My body is beautiful, in every single way
I’ll honor its wisdom, and listen to its voice
I’ll love and accept myself, with a heart that makes a choice

To see beyond the surface, to the beauty that’s real
To love and accept myself, and let my spirit heal