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"Stretched Thin: The Labor of Life" A Poem by Royce Hall

"Stretched Thin: The Labor of Life" A Poem by Royce Hall

Stretched Thin: The Labor Of Life by Royce Hall (Chinyelu Alimayu)

Who taught us to do
harm to
The exact bodies we're delivered through?
At what point did this become
Become okay?
Pregnancy related Mortality rates
have doubled
In the past 30 years
Yet many of us feel the need
To body-shame
Ridiculing our queens
With demeaning
Comments
Using them as the targets
For social media comical memes
Poking fun
At their figures
For no longer fitting
Into what we feel
Is an ideal size for a pair of jeans
Women have died while delivering us
As we force them into
Believing the need for tummy tucks
They risk it all to give us
Breath
Yet we find the time to suggest
What they should do with their bodies
Before and after having us.
Currently, 700-800 women die yearly
During or shortly
after giving birth
And those numbers only reflect
deaths in the US.
Only.
In.
The.
US.
They push through labor
And later
Embarrassment
that we inflict
As many of us have the nerve
To shame
Degrade
The vessels that perform life's
Greatest miracle
Because she's no size 2
Or because her torso isn't what it once was
Or because she's literally
Carried
The weight of the world
She.
Gave.
Birth.
For 9 months her being housed and
Nurtured another
For 9 months her body
Adjusted, Realigned
Redefined the concept of magnificence
Defied science
Performed no simple task
And you have the
Audacity
To make a mockery
Of life bearing
Because her stomach isn't what you associate with attractive
Or a "Bitch being bad"
Do you have any idea
What her body endures
To accommodate, sustain a baby
she AND her baby
To bring forth gift and light
she AND her baby
her GROWING baby
To expand and make room
For
she AND her GROWING baby
when did it become priority
to be more concerned with
How she's perceived
visually
Aesthetically
than if she's internally healthy
have we any clue
the damage being done to her, spiritually?
Yet there's more obsession
and belittling of her less than
Toned contour?
So we make her feel
Less desired
Less appealing
Devalued
Chalking her canvas up to
Being less than worthy
When did maternity
Equal less than deserving
Of compliments
Of appreciation
Of devotion
For had she not delivered you
where would you be
The nerve and ignorance
Do we not think before we speak?
Pushing her into gyms
Quick, health risking alternatives to become slim
We fat shame
And suggest
The way she should dress
As if she should cover up
Stress and buy products
To rid scars and stretchmarks
To tighten it up
Be bashful about what society considers
Obscene and hideous
when in fact
She
Is beyond beautiful
Powerful
Many women enter hospitals
Only to never return home
And even if all of them did
What conditioned us to believe
It's totally fine
To disgrace such an epic event
One that is tremendously divine
In a culture
That applauds
And trends dad bods
Hasn't anyone the respect
The common sense
The decency to praise a mother
For her body should never be made into
A badge of shame
But to always
Be an existence we honor.

 

You can follow Royce on Instagram @iamroycehall

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