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.