My First Trip to America

I'm so poor, you could call me the proverbial church rat

Thank God I'm handsome, at least my attraction is not an act
Rich girls all seem to like me, love is always at first glance
But like opportunity they come but once, I guess I never stood a chance

With no formal education, I learnt the art of imitation
Well if I can't beat them at least I can get their attention
So I schooled myself in the art of deceit
This time around I wouldn't miss opportunity but seize it

After months of dry fasting and hard labour
Moulding blocks and pushing sands, dodging one nosy neighbour
I finally saved enough to pursue my ambitions
Yet some one will say I'm lazy when I wasn't given enough options

You see I have a great body, well muscled and six pack chiseled
With a baby face and well trimmed side beard, yeah you just whistled
I got my first Rolex and designer stubble
Emptied my savings and got me in trouble

How was I going to pursue my ambition with no funding
I remember I made friends delivering drugs when I went clubbing
Soon we got bonding and because I am King in the art of imitation
Soon I got their love and attention

A pair of shoes here for a night, a pack of shirt there as a loan
Soon I was in bed with a princess working my way down to make her moan
Smash it but don't break it she screamed
I refused to be rushed so I took my time until she creamed

I might not have a master degree but I am a master in 69 positions irrespective of the degree
In no time I made enough to settle my debt and earned the nick name The G
Not to brag but I was made of perfection
I stopped looking at mirrors because they broke in frustration

Finally after so many princesses got their hearts broken and their accounts emptied
I finally met the queen, my joy tripled
She was so beautiful, her face so perfect I thought it was a mask
No human could look so beautiful, where have u been all this while I asked

In no time I had broken my own rules and taken her home
Scared to miss out in making her my own
Usually I follow my projects to their own place
My home was my headquarters, I never entertained any new face

But here I was, giving this goddess of beauty a tour
Fantasizing about the next hour, getting her down on all fours
I wasn't disappointed, it was the best hour of my life
In fact I was beginning to plan on making her my wife

Cupids arrow has surely hit it's mark, I confessed over a bottle of wine
Beauty and class, you are substance and style intertwined
Marry me please I proposed, this is true love in its purest form
Smiling with beautiful white gap teeth, she stroked me blindly till I cum

At dawn she told me about her plans to relocate abroad
I want you to come with me she said, finally I thought, time to quit a life of fraud
It won't be cheap she told me, I would pay but I want us to buy US citizenship
Don't worry my queen, I'll do anything to keep this relationship

So I told my friends and sold all my possessions
Borrowed what I didn't get, I asked no questions
Are you sure about this they asked me
In anger I replied, how can you doubt something so surreal

On the day we were to meet, suit packed waiting at the airport
After few minutes I placed a call, her number was switched off
In the air-conditioned waiting room of the airport I was sweating profusely
It can't be I assured myself, adjusting my tie already hanging loosely

One hour, two, three and then four, my heart was beating so fast
I knew the handwriting on the wall, after all I had done it in the past
Rushing out of the airport, I took a taxi to her address
Realising she had never invited me to her place, I got there in time for the school's recess

I got an email just as I arrived at the secondary school
It was a message, I had been thought a lesson, played for a fool
With no formal education nor savings, I went back to hard labour
Moulding blocks and pushing sands to pay debts and dodge nosy neighbors