Spell me

by Vrajavala goundar a.k.a./ dr. bobbi anne white 6/23/2001

Frizzy haired mommy
Don’t you see?
Condemned me
to a life of poverty


Easy life, easy time
Servants you had
gaiety Frivolity,
Beacon of society


You took the credit
For the Brood
Brushed me aside:
Non-reality


Granma Bertha
Dead so suddenly
Your big sis
Was your mommy


With me in the tummy
You began the spell.
Not a daughter
She’s for barter


Not your responsibility?
Confuse me in the womb
Surrogate mommy
My identity.