Mamma don’t like this pill

I’m takin’

It’s makin’ me feel

Tired.

Mamma, d’you know

Christopher Columbus discovr’d Amerikah?

He sailed for days and days

And found it on the way.

Mamma, d’you know Indians

Were here before us?

Used to dance around fires.

Ain’t that dang’rous?

Mamma, d’you know there’s a place

Called U-rop.

I hear it’s far away

And all them speak funny.

Mamma, d’you know

One times one is one?

But two times two

Ain’t two it’s four?

Mamma I said

I don’t want it.

It’s yucky.

Mamma, I wanna be a geologist

When I grow up.

Wanna travel the www.

Y’know the whole wide world,

That thing you type on the Intr’net.

Mamma, teacher’s say I got ADD.

What’s that?

I read it out loud

Am I math gen’us or some’ing?

Mamma, d’you know

Sometimes I dream ’bout

Rainbows?

Like I am a rainbow

And can touch the sky

Like color?

Mamma, sometimes

I dream ’bout people with wings too

They’re real fun.

They hug me

And tell me all’s okay.

Mamma is it time?

Gotta take my medisin.

I feel good.

So good.

Mamma I don’t dream

No more.

Mamma d’you know I love school?

They teach us all’s that import’nt.

History, math, english, geology.

Mamma I’mma travel the www one day.

Think Missus can come with me?

© Nicoletta

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