A Poem
Nappy Happy to be nappy Bring the hot comb Get the grease We need to do something about those beebees, those naps Need to put some heat on that nappy head
Stuff It's hard combing through this stuff! Lookin like rats sucked it Whatchu gone do with that stuff? You need some help with that stuff? Ooh this stuff is tough!
Wiry It's like combing through wire This stuff is wiry Probably need an industrial brush Those wire hair cats ain't got nothing on you girl It's hard and wiry
African This is like African hair So hard to work with Where'd you get this African hair from? She'd ask As if African hair doesn’t come in many textures Huh, as if it wasn't from her or my daddy
Slave hair Nigga hair The most derogatory and insulting of them all It’s unmanageable Like slave hair Weren't our ancestors slaves? And what made their hair any more difficult than black hair today? And Mama, what makes you any better than a slave? Talking like that Thinking like that Slave hair, what is slave hair? What is nigga hair?
Damn Mama You're the reason I hated my hair For so long I was always wanting to cut the hair from my head For so long Always wishing for looser curls or Straighter tresses For so long The reason I dropped my crown and forgot to pick it up
And only recently Did I find my crown Began to adjust and love my crown To love my hair My beautiful, nappy hair Or whatever you wanna call it
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