Zero Tolerance Taste
Morris is tabloid attracting and affluent
but too extreme to make me
the constant victim of his insults
and a prisoner to his pride.
Curtis is a reflection of current culture.
Yes he is, but that’s not my ride,
so much piercing and tattoos
makes him a human shrine
and a scary movie beyond an adult audience.
Jason has swag beyond the radiance
of an intimidating hip hop mega star
but is it his lips-licking, dressing malpractice
or a voice which is a mixture of rock and reggae?
Not exactly what I’ve dreamt of since childhood.
Matt is modest, corporate and a very find dude.
Business will always be his true love
making me a mere contracted mistress
who will fit in only when rarely needed.
He’s a good guy, but will be a terrible lover.
Okay! Nicholas is another, simple and a soft earner.
What! Low income dudes? Pleeeaaaase!
The heavens and demons aren’t related
so also are the winter and the desert.
I may be a church girl, but one who gives fat offerings.
Oh miss! You are one of a rare kind my dear
since your eyes are microscopic and your taste insurmountable.
Your virtues then would be complete
when you have gross patience so infinitive.
It should then not be a heavy task for you
to wait for the only perfect fit of your choice
because Jesus Christ is coming very soon.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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