It’s never too early to be hair-curly.
It’s never too late to be hair-straight.
We should allow our hair to be,
setting hair, entirely free.
Hair worn bouncy, hair worn loose.
Harassing hair is so obtuse.
Gleamy soft, like silk on corn,
or richly textured-halos born.
Some twirly, viney, tendril-tight.
None a plight … just all head-right.
Hair worn flat, or tall, or wide.
Hair worn wet, or hair worn dried.
Each head of hair, a crowning glory,
to illustrate this real life story.
There’s different textured hair galore.
Our hair’s just hair, there is no law.
Satiny, coarse, or rather springy,
unruly, smooth, or waved, or clingy.
Ropey ringlets, or richly dense.
Each head of hair makes perfect sense.
A crown of brown … worn up or down,
or rippling red upon a head.
Hair worn short, or shorn, or long,
there simply is no right or wrong.
Yellow, black, or orange glowing,
tamely maned, or wildly blowing.
Loose or braided … left unaided,
dark or bright … old or faded.
Hair can simply not be graded.
A plait, a fringe, a pony-tail.
Hair is hair, it cannot fail.
Hair grows with no fuss on us,
each and every hair direction,
creates its very own perfection.
Smooth or fluffy … all are tops.
Never are there any flops.
So don’t be hair exclusive
and don’t be hair abusive.
We earthlings grow these heads of hair.
This wearing hair we humans share.
Elongated cells from our epidermis growing,
these hair cells reaching up, or flowing.
Fine filaments growing from out our skin,
our hair emerges thick or thin,
every hair without a sin.
Thanks!