Our hair has its own radical beauty
While conducting spiral revolutions
Making us sistahs Nubian cuties
Creating cultural contributions

Everyday what it takes is not quick
Can I treat it like a glorious crown?
But when it’s done, it’s almost like magic
I think it is right, either up or down

It does what it does – no explanation
From Afros to braids to dreadlocks to curls
It screams style with a loud exclamation
A celebration for every black girl

It proclaims where our legacy presides
And pays homage to our ancestral pride

Jazara Metcalf ’18