Black and toiled
Thick and coiledDefying gravity as I growRoots thick and as mysterious as the bottom of a New Orleans bayouThrough each branch i twist and contort around and within myselfAs I grow, I grow profusely I conquer and consumeDestructive to those tools that try to tame meWild and fierce resembling an untamed lionNever oppress me againNever press me againYou stunt my growthSteal my lusterStrip me of my gloryTrying to attain what I can never be StraightFlat BarrenUnable to ascend to the sun's warmthI was not meant to be stringy nor to be singed or brittleThough you are not your hair it is apart of youGrow YOUR gloryBask in its ambianceAppreciate the days the combs teeth are no match for the diamond strength strands sprouting from your beautiful headLove your youYour NATURAL you