Natasha Tafari
A funny, witty and compact rant on the expressions and rituals around 'curly' hair. Through her word play, Tafari tackles head-on the commercial hair industry - its language and products, its promises, as well its shaping of our perceptions about beauty and self.
Natasha Tafari considers herself to be a Hip Hop Poet and is driven by her observance of life. Tafar... More >
Woes. Oes. Kroes.
Jag my, slag my, wan my hare
Is geknoes.
Bles less stress, ma oekie goed
Genoegie.
Wat wil jy eintlik van my he?
Jy confuse my met die hare twak.
Ek verloor soema my plak.
Kinners skree wan is soe seer waanneer
Die kam soe daardeur trek.
Kopvel verbrand en die hele huis wat
Stink na die Wella.
Pella maak gebase op ie straighte van jou hare.
Skiet my af wan ek’s gebles of gekorrel, ma
Die mis en die rien laat my nie skarrel
Vi ‘n kerrier beg of ‘n swartsak ‘ie.
I’t bly op my kop soes ‘n mop,
Voel jy gerob wanna hulle advertise:
“Black like me hair straightener is naturally you.”
Vi wie try hulle om te fob?
Woes. Oes. Kroes.
My hare is geknoes.
Die original mopkop.