Makini
Makini
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« on: May 13, 2012, 01:09:22 AM » |
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My Afro
My afro stands up on my head, A halo, a crown, living, not dead Just as the lion has his emperor’s mane, The black woolly hair of an Empress I proudly claim
My afro projects towards the sky Beautiful strands, steady, free and high Just as the statuesque falcon makes its definitive stance My kinky African hair impresses from the first glance
My afro reaches up radiating positivity Channelling, becoming, pouring out my ancestors’ energy Like the power, strength and grace of a charcoal black horse This Goddess stands independent, intrepid, boldly, a fiery force
My afro extends towards the stars Helping me break free from society’s repressive physical and mental bars Just as the snake is mysterious, potent and wise My hair protects what is pregnant with a thirst for knowledge, a prominent yet hidden prize
My afro grows thick and tight and true My armour, my force field from ones untrue With the intensity akin to an inky black panther’s gaze In it, my power, my Africanness, my womanness, my blackness, my beauty blazes
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