Sunday, 28 December 2014

Gauntlet

Gauntlet

Thirty four years
And you still afraid
Take the stand and clear the air
Why choose darkness
Cower in fear
I guess you found out
In your dotage
Bravery is more than a uniform to wear
Medals and promotions
From friendly dictators
Nothing more than movie props
True bravery comes from truth
Standing in the sun
Feeling the light
Speak the truth
And set us free

Others have testified
Bunk and hokum
Have dominated
Nancy stories
Told to men
Who have no clue
Sir this and Sir dat
Were not here in those dictatorial times
With no one to contradict
The WPA bullshit grew
“he was a hero”
“he was a threat”
C’mon man I was there
The night he ran
From a swagger stick
Oh how we laughed
And heaped scorn
The dictator shared
Our mirth and declared
“next Olympics we have our man”
The Calypsonian sang
“run, Rodney, run”
He was no longer a hero
And no more a threat
Just another fading footnote
A big talking intellect
Without the belly to back it up

So come shine your light
Solider man
Add your voice
State your case
You were the Commander then
Now you stand in Congress place
At the lectern once occupied
By the Comrade Leader
Shoes too big for you to fill
A man who could gaff we sweet
Never one to shirk a challenge
Look up at the portrait
Draw from that courage
Gird your loins and go into battle
One to determine your legacy

You want to be a leader
This is what it takes
A litany of excuses will not do
Only real courage
Will win this fight
If not old man
Go back to sleep
Dream about
being Kabaka one day
Everyone following orders again
Straight lines at the KSI
Extra ballot boxes on polling day
Rallies at the square
Of the revolution
That never was 

The gauntlet has been thrown
Pick it up and join the fight
Step over it and pretend
You have not read this today
Truth or dare
Dream or Nightmare
The ball
Soilder man
Is in your half

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