First Gong Vol. 8: Thrust FIRST GONG 8 THRUST | Page 36

REALM 2 - Andrew Whyte A sphere of authority where the diktat of the protagonist rules He rules the roost like a cock of the walk Enthralling and entrancing the extant chicks by the redness and fleshiness of his comb. And then what? Ends up as Christmas or New Year or other celebratory dinner. Always the fate of all those cocky ones in recent political history Habre, Gaddafi, Saddam and the man from the Elephant coast Alhaji High Chief Professor President escaped that, at least for the moment Unless of course some Habre-like hubris chase him out of Nguema's equator and then a one way ticket to the Hague. Young Kabila has not read the runes Tshikekedi is dead! Long may he live! Kagame, Uncle Bob and the Seven Soldier man remain his role models But tell him not to hold his breath The Spirit of Lumumba is breathing down his neck and the Sword of Damocles is set to fall. Ultimately, these men, these cocker spaniels and rulers of the roost in these realms do not bear rule For thine is the kingdom and power Thine the glory! Let them know this! Andrew Whyte 36