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Afro

Afro the pop style of my forefathers
Mothers were enticed by the neatly parted rolls
Their gentleness was seen in the height of their afros
Father's heart skipped beats at the sight of afro knots
Afro stood at the romantic hug of threads
The straight pattern rolls in the scalp reveals the beauty of her cornrolls
Yesteryears when Afro reigned, not even
Brazilian, Peruvian, Indian, Chocolate, or Remy could take her shine away.
Afro in my genes
Afro in my veins
Afro almost neglected because of fashion cream
Afro is back again
The trademark of Africans beauty
Go back to your roots
Of locks
Of puff
Of cornrolls
Of thread
Of the curly wave from untwisted braids
Afro is the original bae
@ThemmyWryt