Love to those
lawbreaker flyaway locks
with nothing to lose,
a generation
ripping their head scarves off.
Women willing to die
to have a life worth living,
sick of forced humility,
wisp-of-hair felonies,
dictators, and ancient laws.
Come, let’s stand and applause
unruly criminal curls,
the flaky Hijab burning.
The brave bob and her overdue cause.
A never-before-seen collar bone cut
screams, “This is enough!”
No more reeducation!”
Her exposed crown above reproach,
and even if it means jail time
and sleeping with the cockroaches.
No matter who she offends,
her hair will blow freely in the wind.
© 2022 | K.Hartless
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