“Why do you cover you head?
Is it to keep warm?”
It’s to keep out the cold of your colonising gaze.
It’s to ward you away, keep you at bay.
I feel your glares in my soul, bad days,
Your stares
I can’t suppress your wondering eyes
So I wear a disguise
Keeps us from despair
Don’t touch my hair.
Don’t even ask.
And damn right it’s not fair
Not fair that without this protection
You’d have fingers outstretched
Reaching, clutching, terrorising
I draw a bubble around myself
Forcefield
My shield
Stay away
Hands off
