M&K ULTRA​

BARBER​ AND B​EA​U​TY

Hair Poetry II

ULTRA   LOCS

You should not Dread these Locs that I Wear

There is nothing to Fear,

Although, There is strength in my Hair

Like Samson, the Warrior, I Declare


Flowing like a Fountain from my Head

No, I shall not cut one Dread


It is the source of my Power

And it lies Within

Every minute of the Hour

Defines the Roots, my Origin


Solid like a Rock

It should not come as a Shock

When my secret you Unlock

And my Head's on the Block


Bond with Rope

Imprisoned with no Hope

In time, they Reassemble

Led into the Temple

I pause for a Rest

Then break the pillars Abreast


Gave in to Pandora's Box

Feel the force of my Ultra Locs

-MKUBB