Columbus Day Poem by Anita Khelawan

I met this guy, his name is Christopher no Columbus
He's one with the birds and the trees
And he speaks nothing of the birds and the bees
He said life is eternal
He also thinks the creator is maternal

His last name is Zion
He believes in prosperity and values a good life
He is Zion the homeland for the Israelites

Since talking with him, I enjoy his company
True his to name, we embarked on a conspiracy discovery
He looks like a Rastafarian Jesus with Mary (Jane) by his side
Yellow skin, wavy matted hair with his opalescent eye
Today I found out that he's a mere mortal
Naïve of me to think he could be someone special
He is just Christopher ‘Chris' Roberts
With his bare hands, he loves plowing the Earth
In doing so making nature Mother Nature

We are from two different worlds
Yet he wants me to know he's only capable of making girls
I'm not a beast and Yes I like to eat meat
But we could kick it, laugh and I'll cook u a vegetarian treat

I think you like me and he calls me ‘Boujie'
I like the way you laugh
Your calm tone
And your brows too
Question: Would we still be talking If I didn't fancy you?

Copyright Anita Khelawan Started 20/05/2021 Finished 25/05/2021