those inquiries you make about my lack of hair
well lack of the processed..

never seem to stroke me in an ill fashion
I can only claim to be indifferent
because my brain refuses to transmit processes that will allow a synopsis of this plunder

I am ashamed that I have even catered enough time to acknowledge the fact that
your ignorance is enthralling, yet sickening, all in the same
and every time you part your lips allowing your vocal cords to surge
I have an undying urge within me to gut you

how dare you ask me why I cut my hair
or look at me like I committed mass murder
are you a mad man!?!?!?
I'm the one who has right to claim that they've been offended

I don't care about how sexy I once was to you
because I'm no longer that plastic, cookie cutter, mass produced chick you once knew
and you wonder why I'm irate
and screaming at the top of my lungs
because my hair isn't something I wear with shame
it's not to be maintained or flat ironed every day
yet you want to retain and covet me

white women approach me on the regular
complimenting and seeking hair like mine
and I smile and simply say, "baby, you've gotta have genes like this"
it's quite frankly the only way
no need for me to expound because they know exactly what I mean

I came out dark as I did
not because of my mom or dad's phenotypes, but because of my mom's lineage
mama's mama's mama and daddy were blacker than that which pooled from fountain pens
thin.. I can't identify with
my blood is thicker than the bark, better yet trunks of the great oaks and magnolias we once hung from
I have yet to find a picture of a corpse the same color as me with straight hair, strung up by a noose
no it's not sensible
my hair screams in a tone of it's own
proclaiming it's rightful position in this world

I'm nappy and this heritage has everything to do with it
but being black, brown, and almond skinned has nothing to do with sin
so I shy away from and turn my nose up at all chocolate foods labeled "devil's"
how clever of you marketing bigots
bending the perception of the consumer to think that anything rich is evil
but when you white devils are pointing that finger
often do you stop to recognize how many are pointing back at you?

and to that guy that said I was "fuckable" but not date-able
only because my hair wasn't permed
any "so called" facts you pack in efforts to back up that..
all that good shit
na, nigga that's just some shit..
some bullshit that I do not discern!

see I can fro this shit
twist this shit
braid this shit,
pick, shave, fade, nick
or ever butcher it!

no one will ever know for certain what I am to do with it.... next
but I can guarantee you this
my hair can grow back
but once you've lost your dignity, it's gone