And so I have plaited and braided
Taking pride in my natural tresses;
Struggling with this kinky hair
that chemical perms were created for.
It agrees to be combed but only when wet,
Dry; it brings tears to a grown woman’s eyes;
Wrestling against the idea of a perm
This thick hair is constantly at war with the comb.
But every dawn brings with it acceptance
that this type of hair, is what I own.
© Cleopatra Chipo Kuuya 2013