Our culture is an expert in devaluing women. It’s everywhere! From billboard signs to T.V shows, music videos, movies, magazines etc.. The list seems endless.
About a year ago whenever I would go to a poetry slam or open mic I would hear women mistreated(and still do). I would hear Men talk about how they would use a women’s body, mind, and soul as if they had the right. Like they were a piece of property patiently waiting to be used by them. I was very sorrowful for two reasons.
1. Women have value. They are people made in the Image of God! Beautiful! That beauty goes way beyond there physical appearance. I believe that is only the tip of the iceberg if that. They are human beings with desires feelings dreams and aspirations of there own. They have purpose way more than I fully understand. Only God truly knows the full value of women. I wonder if he looks down from his heavenly throne and says “You have no idea what was going on in my heart when I created a women. “How I wired them.” “How much of a Joy it was for me to create them.” God loves women!
2. Most men’s view of women is broken. I listened to man after man get up there and use women with there words. I wish there eyes were open to the reality of what they were saying. I listened as a man who used women with pornography for many years. I thought to myself how many of these guys are addicted to porn? How many of them fantasize about them daily as if a women owed them sexual pleasure? Or even relational intimacy. How damaged are there brains from there willful use of pornography skewing there vision of what is beautiful. I pray for men like this. And the women they’ve used in there brains and outside it.
I was inspired after these experiences to write a poem. The poem takes place within love relationship but can be applied to any level of relationship. I wanted to express how I feel women should be treated. To communicate in a small way the immense value they have. I pray women feel valued after reading it and men are challenged after reading it. I have in no way exhausted this topic. May the poem also stir the conversation to continue further.
How To Tell a Women I Love You.
by Fredric Sims
If you want to tell a women I love you.
Look into here eyes.
Let the ocean roll off here tongue your ears a lighthouse.
Listening to the music of waves that only her soul can sing.
Wait till she’s finished…
Then sing back.
Articulate the ancient harmonies of worth that lay upon her brow
speak within the molars of her smile treat her…
Like your very own flesh.
Lotion her with respect protect her with your actions
never being a slave to reaction fueled by the passions
that are at war within you.
Remember she is a gift.
That must be opened slowly and gently.
Let patience be your fingertips wait before you touch.
For love must not be awakened till time
fits into the puzzle of ready and
her trust of you has blossomed so beautifully
that flowers take notice.
Always take notice.
Linger on the simple of her.
Beautiful complexities displayed in orginality shinning in mere after thoughts.
Marvel at what is.
Not what you think should be.
For there are no mistakes in the genetic landscape of her personhood.
Do not shield her from your broken edges.
The pieces of you you are trying to find
but got lost on the road of forgotten days.
Those not so forgotten days for they still whisper within your weakness.
Making it plain to her that you are not a knight in shining armor
Just a mess of a man standing upon a rock that is firm, secure,
and ever giving strength to weather the weather whether or not
the odds are against you.
Be jealous for what’s best for her.
Even if it’s not you.
Let her set sail upon the shores she is called to.
And if she meets a man.
Wants to tell him I love you.
She’ll know how.
Cause you told her.