Hair

Written by: Wathuto Pearl David

I am black and only cover your head
I am dead
yet you strife
to keep me alive

You bathe me with expensive soaps
scent me with fragrant perfumes and sprays
feed me with nutrients exported over  seas and air
you give me such priceless value
yet I am dead not alive.

You dress me with cloths decorated with
beads, colors and different patterns
you plait me in marvelous styles
soften me with chemicals of foreign smell
you seem not to know that I am dead not alive

You change my color, heat me with excess blaze
under a scotching umbrella-like heater
to steam me and change my structure
you seem to forget that I am dead not alive

I am black and only cover your head
I am dead
yet you strife
to keep me alive

I am just like nails which you cut when they are long
why don't you do me the same.