Don't Blame Me Poem by Aliddeki Bryan

Every single dawn it is the invariable routine,
I arise at dawn vamoosing the duvets higgledy-piggledy,
"Lay up your bed, " my momma says;
Then again it's 7 and I am tardy for school,
So I turn a deaf ear to her,
Plunk the blame not on me, but on time.

It is a weekend, and I am away from school,
I am told to tidy up the utensils,
Oh wait…my favorite cartoon is up next;
Objection is what is headed for her,
Don't blame me, blame the TV.

The day as it is still escalating,
I am yet to have lunch,
"Go bring food! " my brother orders;
And then there's grumbling in my tummy,
I am unable to move an inch, so I show hostility,
No hard feelings, the guilt lies with the vacant stomach.

I always know that I am in wrong,
"Do it! " slice of me cries,
But the "Don't do it" shout often emerges prosperous,
Obeying the elders is upon my onus-it is well known,
But again I am not in fault…Who is to blame?