DRESSING POLICE

Dear Dressing Police
You live in your comfortable bubble
Wearing second hand clothes
…by unknown whitemen
As you chase after their shoes
…looking for glue to make them new
But you have amassed guts to open wide
…the gates of your mouth
To parade a crusade against women’s hair and clothes
Is that fair?

II
How can it be fair
When you wear supporters instead of bente
And you wear suits instead of your beautiful Asante kente?
How can it be fair?
When you, like an obsessed god, breathe foreign goods
And like a glutton, love foreign foods?
If double standards were a football
…you surely will be its field
I wonder who would’ve been the player
…on that slippery field
It won’t be shocking the many people
…who’ll trip trying to side your lines with their loudness and silence

III
But know
Every being deserves their wear
And every mind deserves its wind
Once none hurts in their bind
Do you
…and let others do them
A woman’s hair is hers to keep
As your ball-hairs are yours to tend
Your skin knows its best fit
…so do others
This is a pesewa worth your schooling
I hope it keeps you from your next afooling
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © February 22, 2021