By johnlee04 ( from 'what holds me to you')
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her hair
was the crown she wore atop her head,
and should have commanded respect.
It coiled and spiralled and twisted and turned
And harsh comments it would deflect.
But jealous people and their praying hands
tried to make her hair a cage,
they touched her to claim authority
And placed her vulnerable on a stage
Their gnarly fingers poked and prodded
her hair as if with ease,
made her crown make her a clown
and put her in trapeze.
But her hair could not be domesticated
Nor her willpower controlled,
She knew her own self worth:
Nothing short of gold.
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