Not Wanted
With Waheed they had roughly dealt,
The bitterness still deeply felt.
Enroute did Celts him with stones pelt
And he's like the hit with strong belt
"Let's watch him smile and fail to melt"
He won't for all The South's veldt!"
Black Tourist facing Racist Celt:
Any time out of doors would melt.
Begged he had all Celts and down knelt
But they had his feeling not smelt...
Waheed guessed he'd his feet planted
Where both right and left aren't wanted.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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