A Human Work of Art



Yesterday you asked



If I was done painting myself



Unsure of that question



I did not answer



But today I can confidently reply



Yes, I was done



Painting myself for the day



Today is a new day



I will paint myself again



It’s a daily ritual



I associate with my femininity



Daily I paint myself



For when I look in the mirror



I see raw beauty



Like a skilled painter



I enhance it



Armed with my make-up palette



And my face as the canvas



I sit before the mirror



And start to paint



Like spices and condiments



Add flavor to food



My paintworks



Enhance my beauty



A little foundation



To smooth the complexion



Some shadow on my large eyelids



So they look like awnings



Over the windows of my soul



A dab of lipstick



To enhance the pout of my lips



A touch of blush



To make my cheeks flush



Some tweezing of the eyebrows



Into a permanent arch



A brush of powder



For that polished dry look



And finally some spray



To make the look stay



And I’m done for the day



Now I can go out



For all to see



This human work of art



That is me!





By Matilda Moyo 29 August 2010

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