Mr Bello Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

MR BELLO
I know of a pink man
He wears a pink cloth
Every pink. Wednesday to fit
His students call him mr pink man
But I actually know him
As Mr Bello, the white man

On a pink wednesday
He walks with a pink high shoe
The sky-pink birds scream in fear
The shades painted themselves pink
Mr Bello Dances round the pink market
Market Woman go pink-pink-pink
The leaves Say pink pink pink and pink
The waiting wares shout pink and pink

Mr Bello removed his pink cloth
And threw it Up to The pink-blue Sky
Then dances again in pink joy
At last, we Realised his pink wife
Has given birth to a pink boy