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Bernard Clay
Bernard started writing poetry at 16 and continued to after becoming an Affrillachian Poet early in his college years. |
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mr. nap’s fight
mr. nap brothas’n’sistas neva givin’you dap you rose from the scalp of our black gene pool but since you ain’t stringy you ain’t too cool so the first man yanks you wit’ afro picks the first woman cooks ya clean straight wit hotcomb tricks so you can be manageable… at least fo’ a day but mr. naps guess what? you comes back anyway so to combat on you some more folks chemically bombard wit’ conks galore get a perm every fourta six weeks but mr naps you still bulge and peek through the mop of devilish straight hairs looks like they got Us in lasso snares jherrie curls greased in every way now you're glazed wit’ lubricatin’ spray blonded, bleached and dyed at your roots you still carry on against the spending of much loot wigs wit’ metal clipped twigs snapped on finger waves sculpted into gaudy glitter cones asiatic bobs slipped on afrocentric knobs horsetails bring up a debate should it be stapled or glued at a snails rate all done to keep you down but mr. nap you still hang around making appearances in fros, shags,and dreads keeping a strong presence on the face of the black head |