You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing… that I might sing praises and not be silent.
They praise the flat stomach, perky boobs and flawless make up.
I praise authenticity, true laughter, no make and no filter.
They praise the aesthetically pleasing, the art of moderation and delicacy.
I praise the messy and bold- the unapologetic.
They praise degrees, houses and vacations.
I praise travelling, home and education.
They praise the extraordinary celebrity success.
I praise the ordinary miracles.
And whilst they praise gods that thrive on hypocrisy and segregation,
I praise a God of life, love and liberation.