Heavy is the head that wears the crown,
a crown made of struggle and perfect imperfections,
a crown that celebrates straight roads or curled pathways.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown,
a crown made to be brittle, sensitive and easily broken,
a crown that screams look at me even when cut down to the roots.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown,
a crown made of strands that hold my integrity,
a crown made of my pride and untold battles.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown
and bold is the heart that bears it’s weight.

Excerpt from Chapter 8: An Ode To Black of “African Gentleman” by Jade Novelist

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