Hair Illusion

One thing from crib to grave
Made our specie unique from the rest
A special material for products to crave
for this crown to take test.

Oh this thing in our follicle
Tamed, explored, colored or rented
To our lives has its chronicle
Short or curl, straight or bended.

One thing for sure
It made us responsible
To attract someone or ensure
Its looks is accountable.

And so we did so many unthinkable
From Bob Cut to copy cat
To suit the era of our time compatible
To emotion or being apolitical brat.

No wonder we are horrified
To learn the day its slowly leaving
The very thing we glorified
Thats comes a long way, is unbelieving

–Saigon De Manila©2014
from the book “The Wandering Clouds“

original art work below is from same author titled : Dolce Moglie