Saturday, August 21, 2010

Flyye Sista - an ekphrastic poem



*Inspired by the above artwork (Ekphrasis)

Flyye Sista (Afro)

Check it - Flyye Sista is the name
While I've got your attention - check my mane
Review the hue of an African doo
Trace around my round mound of Blackness
Natural and proud since Jah begat this
Explore and adore the symmetry
Embrace the grace surrounding my Nubian face
Marvel at my pride displayed on the outside
No need for steamed heat to make my tight coils retreat
No desire for the chemical fire of lye or no-lye
No care to texturize my hair's natural flair
No weave to deceive
No shame of my mane
No denial of the pure elegance of my breed
I'm Flyye as am and I dare to look like me
Reminding all who encounter thee
I am beautiful by design is where the Creator and I agree
The world scolded me, told me my hair follicle is diabolical
Said I needed to "run a hot comb across my dome"
Said I needed to "relax and perm to meet society's terms"
Said I needed a "new doo before the job interview"
Said I needed to "blonde it up" like Beyoncé to make a man look my way
Said I needed to "conform to the norms of the West"
Said, "It's what's best"
I replied, Yes
If you are of European descent or mentally bent
Conditioned by an assimilation tradition
increasing my people's ignorance into perdition
Listen here
To be clear, I am my hair, unlike India.Arie
Because I too am Black, beautiful and bold, naturally
I too am well-rounded, a little rough around the edges, high and mighty
I am poised, regal, full-figured and thick
I am dark and lovely
I'm Flyye as am and I dare to look like me
Reminding all who encounter thee
I am beautiful by design is where the Creator and I agree
As a matter of fact, get like me
Unshackled
Free...

Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
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