Gil Scott Heron Poem by Daniel Karbon

Did Gil Scott Heron ever worry about all those baseball caps
Messing up his hair
I know I would
If I had hair like that
I'd want to look as fierce as I felt inside
There's power in that
And power feels good.
Feels as good as being picked team captain
Feels as good as working your women's lungs with your own blood and muscle
Feels like an engine
Feels like a whip
Feels like you've got something nobody else has
And they'd love some
Too
They'd love their own fury
They'd love their own microphones
They'd love their own man
And if they've got a man
They'd love a better one
One who never buys the wrong brand of detergent
Or messes up his hair
With a baseball cap
Who nods and says
"Yes'm."

I don't think Gil Scott Heron
Worries all that much
About his hair
Or anything else like that
At all.