My body is the prison

Keeping me held within the power of Captivity

Through the ages

Through the senses

Throughout history

My body is a prison

Held captive to my body

Held captive in my body

Now she brings forth my body for all to behold

My woman-ness, my beauty,

Raw and primitive like I am

A part of my body

That which I own

Which brings forth life

Which brings forth pleasure

My body is a prison

My body is my refuge

My body is a vessel

My body is temporary

Like the crumbling of the sugar baby Mammie

My body too will crumble into dust