Am I a burden or a blessing?

Until now I've brought you pain,

nitpicked neurotic neural pathways

produced images of you burdening people

nuked your brain by old beliefs.

 

The pitter patter of your baby

put like a seal pup on your chest

but I was there for stop her suckling,

I didn't want her to breathe

No-one except me knew you bitch.

 

After all we've been through

you want to know why I persevere

because I know you are not the Burden

but the brilliant obsidian woman

obliterating all of us with your smile.