I am not my hair

I am  a Kenyan girl,

born in the pride of East Africa,

Skin as black as coal,

Hair as hard as steel.

I love who i am

in spite of everyone asking

Why are you so dark?

Why wont your hair grow?

My hair texture represents my relentless spirit

My dark skin represents my strength that grows daily

My tough locs represent my stubborn energy

And my Short hair is my heritage, that which i carry

I am Black, I am beautiful

Raised through trouble

just to make me stronger

I am Kenyan, i am pride.