My Drealocks Lover

MY DREADLOCKS LOVER Your dreadlocks flutters like streamers Your thick dreadlocks spreads like tethers Your eyes are like coffee mix with white lily My lover, I come from a beautiful place Where they believe dread is a taboo Pronouncing the word Da-da is a grievous sin Where you are told what to believe And even hate what you believe In between my Momma's damnation, my Poppa's bellicose, and my usual rebuttal of indifference All began because of you. I am told to stop loving you I am told you are a lie I am told you are an illusion I am told that contemporary history books may forget my name Because of you. I was told that Spartan Hoplites wore a formal locks but you don't Why? Are all dreads dreadful? Dreads are not dreadful,is it? I love every strand of your dread Marley's midnight ravers resonates my love for you You are the worst thing that has happened to me I blame my soul for being a courier to the wind I won't allow religion to destroy our love All my sins, All my memories, All my ideas, My love for art, I'll tie into your dreadlocks like a scrapbook I'll hold all very close to my heart with a marked cowries for every event Dreads are for legends! Dreads are myths! Dreads are locks to our soul.