Beauty- Similoluwa Aluko

The sores bored in your crusty skin;

In jagged flakes, your flesh within.

You, chain-bound; neck and arms and soul

Now wriggle free, show me some self-control

 

What’s rash; what’s vile; what’s right ;

What’s bleaches, skins and tights?

Burn colours on your hands for me

And at my call, shed dignity.

 

Embrace the perm or choose the kinks,

Pay me my dues, as your joy shrinks;

Reject me now, stand firm and strong;

I’ll live between your right and wrong.

 

Now choose your choice; Iro, buba,

And suits or shorts, dress or wrapper.

Whatever form I take, I still

Control your hearts, your minds, your will.

 

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