The Epidermis Attraction Poem by Rose Kanana

Attractive she looks
Well made up than a Christmas tree
The beholders eyes have been conned
Of her true age and her birth complexion
Is make up a pros or con?
She radiates during the day
Exhibits a lot of confidence
The physical look is so good for the day
Will the groom feel conned when the facial mask is removed?
What else is fake in you darling?

Today you looked like that pleasant musician
I so love her songs...her beauty is natural yours is fake
Yesterday you looked like my best movie star...her beauty is natural
Saturday you looked like that pleasant cast member in my best soap opera...but remember her beauty is skin deep
What will you look like tomorrow?
What complexion will be our children?
I suppose that of the joints of your fingers-for masks cannot perfect imperfections

What is your age during the day darling?
Does it conflict at night when you pull down the heavy mask? Hail be to mascara, hail be to concealers
For he really does not know his brides skin and age
Have we raped the notion that black is beauty?
Why are we destroying the free melanin and ironically invest in sunscreen having raped our skin?
Darling, you call it make up i call it damage

Behind the make up we see a deflated ego
Behind the make up we see a person in need of society approval
Behind the mask we see external beauty
And begin to doubt the internal beauty
Fake it darling to the very end
Fake your heavy accent too to match the mascara you wear
Fake it to the alter but for sure you wont fake it to the grave
But your facelifts will be done at your own cost

Your breasts now stand like the noon sunshine
Will the silicon lift cost me a dime to maintain them?
I promise to work hard to take care of our children
But will you breastfeed them for fear of drooping breasts?
I will walk you down the isle for your outer beauty has truly blinded me
And pray that you will maintain your fake beauty for life
I take the vows tomorrow
For I am suffering the Epidermis Attraction disease