Earth[kwe]ke

Let your thick brows furrow with ferocity like a hundred feral dogs;

Let your nails grow into talons or a lynx's dagger claws;

Let your voice become an eagle's screech that echoes across lands;

And let it strike fear into the hearts of every guilty man.

Let your stretch marks wrap around your body like a mother's reassuring hug;

Let your rolls freely ripple like a tsunami of self-love;

Let them cower at your complexion, kissed by Grandfather sun;

Let the weight of your words be earthquakes for battles to be won.