I see… They see…

I see innocent blue eyes. They see dollar signs.

I see a child full of wonder. They see a future cult member.

I see a strong woman in the making. They see free labor for the taking.

I see a toddler communicating her needs. They see a rebel committing sinful deeds.

I see a confident little girl – the life of the party. They see a will to be broken, a threat to the patriarchy.

I will never take my daughter to church. Why? I like who I see better.