PERCEPTION
PERCEPTION
We see our bodies petite and round,
Long and lanky, aware of each pound
Of flesh so pink and white and smooth,
Or brown and lustrous, old and new.
A kaleidoscope of brilliant red mouths
Now smiling, now pursed, white teeth housed
Within full black lips or a purple slash,
A pink puckered bow turned down in a flash.
Eyes that twinkle, smile and laugh.
Eyes that seduce or cut a man in half.
Tall we are wise, lazy if fat.
Thin is beauty, cover bald with a hat.
The rules of identity are hard and fast.
Perceptions of worth are firmly cast
In stone in minds rigidly bound,
Flexible reasoning seldom found.
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Synopsis
Aren't we prejudiced by aperance?
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