Poem:Objectification

I first posted on reddit here: https://www.reddit.com/r/rant/comments/gv6psl/stop_sexualizing_nude_art_of_women_jfc/fsmwy6d?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x As I mentioned there, most of the analogy was in my head for years—thought I'd finally post it online.

See the eagle.

How majestic it soars!

So beautiful, so handsome!

Why is it so beautiful?

Why is it so handsome?

Why is it so majestic?

for my benefit? for my gaze?

Of course not!

It cares nothing about how I perceive it.

It is as emotionally aloof of my gaze as it is physically.

It's simply being an eagle.

Ah but still, how beautiful, handsome, and majestic!

Why is her face radiant?

Why are her breasts so firm and melonous?

Why is her vulva and buttocks features almost of worship?

Why are her beautiful bare feet so well formed?

To stir my emotions, arouse my desires, and fire my imagination of lust and carnality?

Not. Her. Issue.

Not. Her. Problem.

She is simply being she;

ah but oh how beautiful is she!