Mother, May I?

A child’s game, great fun.
A way of life, codependent.
People pleasing run awry
relinquishing identity,
becoming an adjunct.
Daddy, may I?
Husband, may I?
My child, do you mind if I
correct you, discipline you?
Mother, May I?
One giant step, okay,
crabwalk three seconds, okay,
may I have my own opinion,
not okay.