Category Poetry
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When I first

Looked at myself in the mirror

And averted my eyes

Ignored to see my own beautiful self

I committed blasphemy.

 

When I sought

For others’ ideas and opinions

About myself

And ridiculed my own judgment of me

I committed blasphemy.

 

When I bowed

In the temples and churches

Covered my head

And considered an invisible force above me

I committed blasphemy.

 

When I loved

Someone else

My family, my children, my spouse

More than I loved me

I committed blasphemy.

 

When I listened

To the grievances

Of all and consoled them

Pampered everyone but myself

I committed blasphemy.

 

When I left

Myself behind

To find me

A better me

I committed blasphemy.

 

When I believed

I could be better than this

That my ego needed to be adjusted

When I lived

Among-st all, for all, like all

Not me

That was blasphemy.

 

There is no better religion than self love

There is no bigger God

And no better me

Than the me that I am now.

And to disrespect or doubt

My own divine self

Couldn’t be anything else but, blasphemy.

 

I’d rather renounce the world

That tells me otherwise.

I am mine

Before anyone else’s.

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