Hair

Courtesy of Indie Arie
I had to change my life,
so I went to the barber’s
for a shave and
a shape up.

Young girls relaxing
westernising; taking
away their crown
and glory.

Good hair means
soft and fluffy;
I guess I’m a bad
hair since mine
defies gravity.

But its the way I
wear my hair
that gives me my
integrity.

Nappy hair like
a slave but I care
not. I’m a handsome
man regardless the
circumstances.

I am not my hair
its the way I wear
my hair that gives
me my freedom

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