Best Poems Written by Isaiah Frection

Culinary

I love to eat; and I always wanted to learn how to cook
But mama said I wasn’t capable yet
She would always let my little sister stay in the kitchen and watch her make Sunday 
dinner
I guarantee you if mama let me do that, I’d be the best cook you bet
My sister was seven and I was nine
And for some reason my mother thought females were more efficient in house labor and 
cooking
But that doesn’t apply to me because I have a passion for making food and comestibles
And if I don’t become a good chef, I might end up in central bookings

So I called my aunt to see if she can teach me and she was so happy
Every Saturday, she would pick me up, put on my apron and teach me dish from dish
After she taught me everything, one day I snuck and made my way into mama’s kitchen
I decided to cook a six-cheesed lasagna and smothered teriyaki fish

Suddenly, the light flicked on and off
I turned around and saw mama there with her belt
As I trembled, she walked up to the stove and tried a piece of meat
And when she smiled and licked her fingers, I knew how proud she really felt

I felt proud that I was able to stand up for myself
And when mama had me cook on Thanksgiving I felt even better
As I built up my arrogance I went to my sister and said…..
Anything you can cook, I can cook even better

Copyright © Isaiah Frection | Year Posted 2011