It’s…my hair.
It’s a statement.
It’s…a body in itself.
It’s my crown.
A symbol of my blackness.
An embodiment of grace.
It’s my trademark.
I wear wherever I go.
And even though I may not always have “good hair days”,
It’s always a good day.
It’s…my covering.
My shield.
It’s there as if to say, “I’m standing tall, and so should you”.
It is my shade in shining armor.
My ore.
A symbol of my dignity and strength,
Because it’s not just hair, it’s culture.
Nessa 💜
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