Poetry Being Black

I Got Good Hair

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My hair ain’t gone ever be straight

Relax it

Press it

Fry it

Dye it

Lay it to the side

It ain’t gone ever be straight

Just gone be kinky as it want

Complete with a kitchen in the back

But don’t dare say it ain’t good

‘Cause it is great


The crown of glory

Atop my beautiful brown skin

Saying hello, I am Black

Of little dilution

Close to no pollution

From masta’s blood

Look in the mirror

Bask in the glow of nappiness