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Lack of hair


John 7:24 

24 Do not judge according to external appearance,

but judge with proper judgment.

 

 Hair

 

Buck went to the barbershop

He wanted to shave his head

Hairless wonders all around

Sleeping in someone’s bed

 

No more flakes of dry skin

Shampoo now out of date

Baby-oil a precious thing

To moisten that old plate

 

Wrinkles deep above the ear

Glasses dingling loose

Ears seen plastered to a head

Like a train’s caboose

 

Somewhere in the birth of man

Few are born with hair

To grow back to one’s childhood

Maybe brings the answer there

 

Jan Wienen

 

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