Thursday, March 10, 2011

Note to my Disapproving Sister at the Office




Don’t hate me because I love the chocolate in my skin
And the kyar in my hair
Yes I have African in me, can’t you tell

While you try so hard to be ‘Professional’, I am developing me
While you flip your lyed to hair and expose your silicones to impress
I am too busy studying and praying to play temptress

While you teach your daughter how not to love and embrace her God-given beauty
I am teaching mine how to appreciate every part of her as a beautiful gift from God, not meant to be tampered with

You can subscribe to whatever magazine or channel you like
Just don’t include me in your self- hating diatribes
I don’t need to subscribe to your ideal
I have my own and I adjust it accordingly

So when you see me wear my hair in locks and twists
And walk as if I am moving to my own rhythm
Don’t hate sister, just be happy
It’s because I am at peace, and I am being exactly who I want to be.
So I haven't updated this blog in a while. Sometimes life gets in the way and you dont't get to do some of the things you love the most.

Anyway since I haven't been kind to my readers in a while, I have decided to offer a peace offering. I found the time to put pen to papaer and write a poem about some things I am sure most natural hair wears can relate.