I was that woman
Intelligent
Eloquent
Owner of much of my Universe
Flawless in my verse
Impeccable in my dress
Needing for nothing
Happy about everything
Joyful in my motherhood
but that wasn’t God enough
So then I gave them stupid
Stumbling
Poor
Tired
and needy
Call me stupid
Is that more satisfying?
More gratifying?
Does that make you a wiser man?
A stronger man?
Do my word plays give you joy?
Bring you back to being a boy
Does my neediness grow your own?
Tired yet of being alone?
I gave you stupid
I gave you so much stupid
That I almost let you blame me
For what happened to me
But then I got smart again
Are you happy now?
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