Alive

Unbound, unkempt, unruly,
Hair fall down in tendrils--
Abandoning their order, line, and rules;
Freed from their ties.

Wild, dark, stubborn--
That's what they are.
Unwilling to bend
Over any one's wiles.
For what else would they be
But life.
Their obedience,
With force,
Is their destruction
When there's nothing more
Than survive.