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.