Rapunzel, Rapunzel

A poem by Elayne Ogbeta

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, my beauty so rare

Please will you let down your fine relaxed hair?


Oh no, dear Prince, I can’t, I’m afraids,

For today I’m having my hair done in braids.


Rapunzel, Rapunzel, my beautiful maid

Can you please let down some of your braids?


Oh no, dear Prince, but would you believe!

On my dark head, I’m having a weave.


Rapunzel, Rapunzel, you I’ll never leave.

Please will you let down your wonderful weave?


Oh no, dear prince, Oh please don’t squirm.

‘Cause today I’ve decided to have me a perm.


Rapunzel, Rapunzel my love I affirm

Can you please let down your ravishing perm?


Oh no, dear prince, I could slap my wrist.

Did I not mention that I’m having a twist?


Rapunzel, Rapunzel, in my dreams I have kissed.

Please will you let down your elegant twist?


Oh no, dear Prince, I’m ever so slow.

I forgot to tell you that I’m having a fro.


Rapunzel, Rapunzel, am I not your beau?

Could you please let down your soft afro?


Alas! Dear prince but we cannot be wed.

The truth is my love, there’s no hair on my head.


A beautifully witty ode to black women’s love affair with hair. Made me smile and chuckle in delight.

Love it, love it love it.

Our hair is so beautiful and versatile, but we must remember to take care of it.
This poem helps me to keep this in mind.

A poem that reflects ME!
Love it

Indeed, a brief journey of the many phases of black hair, appreciated Sis. Well Done

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