Bare witness:
sun, sand, sea
beckon you to let your skin be free.
Undress, and get redress
for all the textile lies
society has told you.
The perfect cut and fit already exists
when you stand, naked
before the world, upon the earth
unashamed
of who you truly are.
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Author:
Fränz Müller (
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Comments3
Such a good point made here, why are people ashamed of their naked form no other animal seems to be.
Well said.
Soren(above) is getting tired. He it's master couldn't, or chose not to, see the metaphor here.
But you never respond. 'Play up and play the game' you will get a wider readership; your poetry is worth the effort.
I'm probably out of order here - there's a possibility you have other more productive avenues....
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