Power Embodied

If power is scarce, I use my body to take it from you.
I use my fists to conquer, but I gaze at you first.
I look you up and down like an object,
a thing to own and discard at will.

If power is multiplied when shared, I use my body to give it away.
I use my hands to serve, but I look at you first.
See the pain in your eyes, the gifts you have to give,
a full self with whom I get to share the world.

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Words: Kelly Foster
Image: Elizabeth Stilwell
Music: Melodysheep