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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
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