One Fine Day - Poem

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One Fine Day

Dame Nita Barrow



One fine day I shall walk with my head held high

My back ever so straight

My strides long and purposeful

As I take my walk

My hips will swing from left to right

With absolutely no thought about cellulite

My breasts will have a dose of sanity

And disobey the laws of gravity

I will carry a large bag

Full of everything I need

For work, for play and for looking good

Everything, that is,

Except money

But who cares?



For on this fine day

I will not be alone

I will be walking with those who do not care

About being a size four, fourteen, or forty

About being eighteen, eighty or eight-nine,

With those who are not bothered

About the difference between Somalia and Somaliland

Nor the distance between Cape Verde and Cape Town



Yet they know about dreams and visions

They know about hopes and aspirations

They know that if you work hard enough

Think big enough

Dream large enough

And live long enough

Dreams do come true

And visions do come to life

And that we don't have to die

Before we go to heaven



On this fine day I will walk

Bag full of this and that

My body responding to the warm caress of the sun

And even if it is cold

I will walk free of all the symbols and signifiers that tell me

I am less than who I am



Those I am walking with will know how I feel

We are walking a road we have all paved together

And it is finally taking us to the places we want to go

together



Oh, how I will enjoy my walk

On this fine day

With all my sisters

And the brothers who would like to join us