By Lacey Ann Bromfield
Who am i?
Certainly not Patti LaBelle
I close my eyes
I can’t even tell
Can I act like Julia Roberts?
Or can I only read proverbs
Can I dance like Michael Jackson?
Or can I only walk with Hansel
Why do I shiver when I am to deliver?
Am I afraid I am not a handsome nigger?
Why do I hide from the camera?
Will it give me cholera?
When do I panic as if I have something chronic?
Is it when they say I am laconic?
When do I stay locked up in my room?
Is it when a baby enters my womb?
How am I the biggest loser?
Is it because I am just a cruiser
Who hides from Freddie Kruger?
Where can I go to exhale?
If I go to America, will I be eaten by a whale?
Where is my chance?
Will I find sweet romance?
Am I going to be old before I unfold?
So I was told
Will I die with tears in my eye?
Before night draws nigh?
Why was I created?
Was it done so I could be humiliated?
My parents made a mistake
When I was born there should have been a terrible earthquake!
© Copyright 2016 Lacey Ann Bromfield. All rights reserved.
Poem / Poetry
Poem / Humor
Poem / Non-Fiction
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