Title: Creamy Crack
Sistah!
Put your fist up
and put down
that creamy crack
They call it creamy crack because it is addictive
A chemical that keeps you coming back
slicked onto your new growth to alter its naturally curly state in order to make it “normally straight”
Let me tell you there ain’t nothing normal about this process
Sistah
Put down that creamy crack
You keep going back for another fix
To try and fix but
Sis you ain’t gotta to fix what was never broken
They made you a slave in your own kitchen
Ain’t that something?
I thought we been stopped being slaves in the kitchen
You burned your naps at the nape of your neck to get that “fineee” sleek look
Mixed the lies in a bowl
Placed the hot comb on the stove
Fried
Died
and laid to the side
Sistah!
Ain’t it funny how
Just 4 Me was never for you
Because in order to get straight hair like that
you HAD to
change you like that
Fix you like that
Hate you like that
Question you like that
Forget you like that
But Sistah!
You was born with this natural hair so it’s always gonna be
For you
Like that
Sistah!
That relaxer done made you tense
After the chemicals seeped in
And your hair fell out
And the fibroids popped up
And your skin broke out
That relaxer done made you mad
When the bald spots swooped in
And your edges bounced out
When the split ends got worst
And your hair shaft dried out
I guess the relaxer didn’t get the memo that when you tell a black girl to calm down it only makes things worse
Cuz Sistah!
Your kinks are supposed to fight against the heat
It’s natural defense mechanism
You coils are supposed to shrink up when the water hits it
it’s natural dance move
Your curls are supposed to defy gravity
It’s natural state
Your hair isn’t supposed to be compressed by weaves
And strangled by extensions
Holding in its magnetic charge
Did I mention
It’s food is the sun
Our strands they connect us to nature around us
Sistah!
you Broke off your own hair and now you
say you need ah
Glue in
and a
Sew in
Anything you can find to keep on
Fitting in
Remain hidden
for what?
To feel temporarily wanted
temporarily beautiful
temporarily enough
Sistah
You always were enough
Now you say this natural thing ain’t for you
Then sistah tell me... who is it for?
Sistah I know our natural beauty hasn’t been represented as much as it should be
We saw Barbie
Katy
And Miley
Before we saw
Solange
Lupita
And
Kelly
But
we are getting there
Sistah
Please believe when I tell you
that young kings and queens are getting suspended from school
men and women are getting denied from jobs
Sisters and brothers are facing discrimination
Whites people are still touching without our permission
People are still saying the word nappy in a negative way
People are still saying that they hate themselves
Sistah! When will you realize that it’s deeper than hair
Stop saying you don’t have the time
Stop saying you don’t know what to do
Stop saying you’ve had enough
Stop saying it’s not your thing
Stop saying your hair isn’t good
Stop comparing yourself to these celebrities
Stop buying other people’s hair
Sistah!
stop big chopping when you are angry
Stop big chopping when you are frustrated
Stop big chopping when you are lost
Stop big chopping when you hate it
Sistah
Start with the creator
Start with healing
Start with love
Start with patience
Start with acceptance
Start with embracing
Start with learning
Cus when you put that love in, your hair reflects that
Hair is just your
Inner beauty
Exposed
And Sistahs
Lets heal
Let’s Remove these dark thoughts
that we must be someone more than who we already are
They literally made you set your scalp on fire to feel cool
In order to feel accepted
But Sistah!
Don’t you remember the 70’s and 80’s
When our fros were
sexy,
reflected our identity,
And liberty
When in the 90s we were rocking
Bantu knots, box braids, and pixies
Comone Sistah!
Let’s go back to our natural roots
Put your fist up and
put down the creamy crack
We got some work to do