My Hair

My Hair is nappy at the root
It grows wild
crazy as a fool
my hair is not considered pretty
nor is it beautiful
chemical processes make it straight for a while
then it grows
crazy as a fool
chemical processes all over again
tame the wild
jungle girl
they cry
go back to Africa
Brought here in chains
whipped
not equipped
my ancestors paid the price
now I'm treated not so nice
in a place where I must assimilate
or feel the ice
from cold stares
the mean glare
not pretty not long
nappy root
if you're not like me you're ugly
who set the standard
for such decrepit candor
so rude
so mean
so unclean
nappy hair
it's totally me
underneath the perm
the braids the twists
at the root
coarse and so wild
so free
so easy
black is beautiful
believe me.