Oni Lasana Poems

GOOD HAIR

You have 'good hair'
My sister would say
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Sistahs be...Sensitive By Nature
Wet & Wild, Soft & Free
Hairstylin' you and stylin' hair me
Our Wild Roots...Do Grow
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There is a place of bloodstained ground

Razor blade...passed around

A far off place where cultures share

Secret torments...young girls must bear
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Originally from
North philly...I am a
Intuitive poet...who
Loves
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A tribute poem to Ntozake Shange's 'For Colored Girls Who Consider Suicide When the Rainbow is Enuf'

FOR COLORED LADIES by Oni...a work in progress
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I went back in time
To visit the house I grew up inside
Mother's lovely palace
French Provincial sofa and chairs
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I am not the person you want me to be
You talk too fast and too much for me
I can't listen carefully, when you don't listen carefully.
You cut off my train of thought
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If I were a tree
I would never be
a tree dogs paused to pee
On my head would be leaves of dread
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Let me tell you a story poem about a man
Who grew up in many world, Black, White and Tan
His mother was Irish American from Kansas, Ann Dunham
His dad was from the tribe of Luo, Barack Obama Sr. was an African
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I had a dream too
Martin Luther King Jr.
that your dream came true
& people looked inside of me
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