Straight Into The Camera

by J.R. Scott for Rasilliant Rhymes (c) 2010

No more profile shots; I’m done.
Attempting to hide flaws that only buffer my completion.
The deletion of imperfection only skews my picture-perfect view.
I’m no long willing to hide blemishes that spot my face.

That’s right−I’m looking straight on.
Ready to face the rejection that I’ve so long shied away from.
No more pretention, for the dimension of my reflection stains eternity.
Never to go away; no more feelings of dismay−I’m fearfully made.

No waiting to lose weighty bulk from my face.
For beauty can be found in more sizes than one
So come and enjoy my couture huskiness,
As I invent poses never experienced on “our” side of the spectrum.

My wide nose will I no longer contour to be smaller−
For in it hosts detectors of opportunity, inspiration, and warning.
And the lines cross my forehead, I won’t apologize for.
For they symbolize wisdom stretching far across the board.

My juicy lips, I’m finished tucking in, for they have tasted humanity.
So, to you on the other side of the camera pan close as you can.
I’m ready to showcase my endowment.
Bring your best infrared for this oversized head.

My beautiful black skin doesn’t show what’s within,
but a glance in these eyes tells more than a story.
You’ll see pain, victory, compassion, and hope−
Confidence, love, fear, and an ability to cope.

Take your place cameraman, I’m ready to pose.
But don’t even think about asking me to turn sideways.
For I am now ready to look the world head on−
Straight into the camera.