Natural Not Nappy

The perm usually burned

Thank God we cut it out

The new faces never saw the chemicalled you

The endless styles this new do can take us

Because how you look defines how the treat me

At first they were afraid of you

Didn't know how to approach you

Wanted to feel you

Because they doubted the real you

Wanted to stick you in a different category 

Because they had nothing close to you

Over the year

They've gotten to know us

Society finally allow you

You've mature my look

My how flawless you've grown

When wet you're at your best 

When you shrink

People think I've cut you again

Never!

You're here to stay.

-Robbyn Portis

 

 

 

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