i was born in a hospital that was very big and white
the hands of a male doctor pulled me into the light
my grandmother cut the umbilical cord
and i took my first breath in a maternity ward
they gave me food and shelter
they gave me clothes and things
i was allowed to go to school and i was encouraged to sing
and thankful on the whole
if they got the date right
i cannot transcend this caste even if i tried
i hope to kill a great lion someday
and i will because with work ethic i was raised
elements are assigned and stars given names
i am still hunting for the hide of such sheen
my hair's still curly and my eyes are still green
i'm middle class 'til the day i die