Hair

Hair, it’s risky and dangerous for a woman to have long hair

We learned cut off what we love to safe us from the threat

So we cover the threads of gold that we carry on our head

But our crown won’t be taken away

Mama said keep a close eye on the hood boys

If it is up my daddy I should hold off

But the bad ones helped me to fill my void

Who would have known that I will fill the the soil?

I counted my sheep’s from young age to this peak.

Beating one more was a new heap you needed!

Even if my lids may fill up with clot

I don’t grudge you one teardrop

Try me, drag me by my hair

Tie me, kill me silently

My screams will haunt you to your end

Mama cries for me papa hides the grief

Hair, it’s risky and dangerous for a woman to have long hair

We learned cut off what we love to safe us from the threat

So we cover the threads of gold that we carry on our head

But our crown won’t be taken away

Whatever it costs, he should pay over the odds

For invading my thoughts.

I won’t be at court.

Just 9 years and only 4 months

Because some fear feminine sons and rather face their daughters corpses

Haven’t you heard the hunting horn?

Mama, you have been frauded

The cloth in your hands ain’t for a gown

But for my shroud and

Close my grave

But don’t close the case

Cause I don’t feel safe

If they don’t feel safe

Hair, it’s risky and dangerous for a woman to have long hair

We learned cut off what we love to safe us from the threat

So we cover the threads of gold that we carry on our head

But our crown won’t be taken away