It’s a kind of evolution that’s begun

My finger nails keep breaking,they’re so thin
And my hair has forty partings,love has gone
It’s falling out,I looks like  an  old cat
There is no glory as it is so flat

I don’t know if my skin will will  join in too
We need  more protein, eggs and  vindaloo.
The Indian ladies’ hair looks very glam
Rubbed with olive oil and brushed out femme

Why don’t we wear hats and veils  when out
Convert to Islam, with a hijab flaunt.
Mystery attracts the aging man
Wear silk clothes or nothing if you  can

Our God is hair and so we  sacrifice
Days and weeks of out eternal life