Walking home from work then I saw a young lady all smartly dressed and rocking a big afro, I loved it, she reminded me of me about five years ago, when I was always between hairstyles and I would toy around with going oh natural, I would do it for a few weeks, but the up keep of plaiting and greasing at night would drive me crazy.
#247 Big Hair
She walked towards me
tall and proud
her hair stood ten feet tall
I was in awe
it was in an afro of sorts
type of thing I use to wear
when I was myself
not trying to conform
I loved her style
afro with a little lock and twist
then a scarf pulling it off her face
this is the beauty of our race
the versatility we have
to make things
that are considered bad
look so damn good
I loved her style
she reminded me of me
when I was free
and my hair truly represented me
