Everybody looks at me like Im crazy
cynthia
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My hair is brown and coarse. And
I can perm and braid and weave,
but Id rather let it be.
I still hold that beauty in me.
I am still a queen in my own
eyes,
I dont need sprays or hair dyes.
If God gave me this
brown coarse hair,
and strands of gray,
then its there to stay.
I am that female Moses
who climbed the top
of the mountain, and came
down with that ray of light,
and my hair of gray that shined.
I am that nubian sistah, Queen Shine.
I am Jesus, the female queen, whose
coarse hair swings, and skin of bronze.
I am that sistah, beautiful
brown skinned, with beautiful brown
colored, coarse hair, with a pic,
waving it proud, and I am saying it
loud, I am nubian, Queen Shine,
I am beautiful,
Im unique, and for all
those who tried to knock me down,
read this poem and weep, because I
am beautiful out and in skindeep.
And my hair stays as is, its for
