The History of the World
He said
Is held in my hair
The roots
Digging deep and thick into my scalp
Into three different lands
The long black curls
flowing strong down my back
A river
Connecting African slave
with colonized Indígena
and white conquistador
That meeting
that Connection
That blending
is what makes
me
My hair
strong
It is that Mestizaje
That frames me
As my hair frames my face
It is this body
rooted in so many places
that frames my existence
And gives power
to my Voice
