Poem about blame?

Question

One day I woke up in a crib
Asking for zwieback
I didn't blame the toast
For not being there before
I didn't blame the giver
For not giving it sooner
I remember similac
And liking that
I didn't blame it for a can being its origin
I didn't blame the unacceptable alternative
For not being similac
I woke up to a nervous man taking photos
Telling me hold your head this way
Put your hand under your chin like this
Look like you just lost your best friend
Every photo a piece of someone else's dream
I didn't know why other children smiled
Or why they laughed and played
I thought tv was interesting
And liked coloring with red and yellow crayons
But those are bad colors
That happen to be my favorite
So I made good grades
In school, that's how you get positive attention
Different from constant avoidance of
Negativity threats
Then I find people who make C grades
Get better jobs, not worse ones
Strange I wasn't taught memory skills
Necessary for a student

Answer 1

This line sounds like the heart-beat of the poem:

"Every photo a piece of someone else's dream"

A bit long and repetitive but quite an astounding effort.

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