I once knew of a white man with black skin
Who got his degrees stamped by the Queen.
His love for quick meal was so keen
And to miss his coffee was like a grievous sin.

He made his speeches with so much speed
And his steps no one dared exceed.
He flaunts his riches
but kept his secrets where no hand reaches.

He walks to work to keep fit year after year
And can't bear a day without a bottle of beer.
He enjoys the solemnness of his solitude
But that's far from the altitude of his attitude.

One fateful morning
He heard a buzz from his mobile phone.
So he headed to check and was shocked to the bone.
Someone had debited from his money.

He raced quickly to the bedroom but found not his bank card.
"This woman has spelt her doom" He said with a smile so mad.
He roared in anger and broke a pitcher
And caused silent to flee through the window.

"That woman! He screamed, a lesson I'll teach her
Before she claims a blameless widow.
Woman, you tell me where you bought the effrontery
That caused my authority to visit the cemetery?
"My lover, my lover, please hear me" she pleaded
But on deaf ears her pleas landed.

"Go call the world and wake the dead
My heart is fixed, my heart is fixed. He said with a tone so hash.
"Go visit the bank pay back my cash".
He ended the call and sprang from his bed.

(c) Jerome Okeme