Natural Hair

I sing the praises of natural hair.
I am free because of it.
I am only saying that because it is winter and I don't have to worry about my hair. Summer is another animal.

My hair has set me free. No longer do I have to worry about not scratching my hair every 8 weeks. I wonder how much money I am saving not having to pay $65 dollars for a perm every 2 months. No longer do I have pick and choose how I color my hair for fear of over processing my hair and it falling out. My hair is back. When I was a kid I had the thickest head of hair. Now as we age your hair will thin out but not anymore. The following are lyrics to one of my favorite neo soul singers, Donnie. There was a line in a song that I used to feel funny singing. No more.

Donnie, Cloud 9

We live from the head down and not the feet up

And I'm adorned with the crown that's making this up

And I'm fine under cloud 9

Yes I wear the lamb's wool, the feet of burned brass

And the wool defies gravity like the nature of a gas

And I'm fine under cloud 9

Twist my cloud and it rain

And when it rains it pours

And the energy will absorb

Power for the metaphysical one

Happy to be nappy, I'm black and I'm proud

That I have been chosen to wear the conscious cloud

And I'm fine under cloud 9

I be a chameleon and wear it bone straight

But it's so much stronger when it's in its natural state

And I'm fine under cloud 9

Twist my cloud and let it rain

And when it rains it pours

And the energy will absorb

Power for the metaphysical one

We live from the head down and not the feet up

And I'm adorned with the crown that's making this up

And I'm fine under cloud 9

Twist my cloud and let it rain

And when it rains it pours

And the energy will absorb

Power for the metaphysical one

Watch it live...