Bees Wax For Sure Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Bees Wax For Sure



When my hair does not lock
I do not use candle wax
I use bees wax for it is
Soft and allows my curls to
Come together and sing in
Sync in the wind.

For those who may not know
The keratin I lock together
Has me also singing a Bob
Marley song when the wind
Blows into my eyes. T'is a
Time to celebrate the no
Cry, and remember the past.

I'm also glad the bees are
Too busy to see the wax stolen
To hold my house of hair by
Taking from them. That is when
I know I am a capitalist for to
Buy the wax taken from another's
House is sure to make me the
Next queen bee and just sit
While the others move around
And want, just the stuff that
Makes me buzz loudest.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,politics
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I am trying to make my hair lock again and finding it hard. I like sister locks and wish they just flew into the head. Enjoy the poem and know that it is February, the time to celebrate the history of the people whose names usually get into the history books last, and after we have had to argue that this story has left out some people. Life is political indeed. I never like that, but it is a time when I want to go into film poetry and I have to know I will be challenged by having to balance equations. LOL I always feel like a debtor.
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