Mugerian President Brian Mojo Mourns Chief Tete Poem by John Sensele

General Lilo handed Brian a dossier
To prevent matters from getting messier.
‘Mr President, we're ready to launch the final assault
And capture Greg, by default.'

‘General Lilo, are using the new jet fighters
To end disasters? '
Brian dusted off his spectacles
The better off to clear remaining obstacles.

General Lilo sipped his fruit juice
And thought about his troops
Who'd been fighting Greg's insurgency
As a matter of urgency.

‘General, the Kokos are very unhappy about chief Tete's death
Through Greg's stealth.'
Brian shook his head
Which felt like lead.

‘Mr President, my anguish is bigger
Than any bank account figure.
Chief Tete was my father-in-law.
On my mind his death is too raw.'

‘General, masses are demanding retribution
For Chief Tete's execution.
The attack must be massive.
It must be decisive.'

‘Mr President, I'm meeting Induna Mama in an hour's time
No time to mime.
We're sharing intelligence
To quicken Greg's death sentence.'

‘General Lilo, proceed.
I hope you succeed.
No more failures
Since there're so few barriers.'

General saluted President Brian Mojo
And sauntered out of State House door.
He jumped into his jeep
Shoving aside his whip.

From nowhere gunfire erupted
Mugerian troops were jolted.
‘Take cover
Until our plans recover.'

‘We've decimated insurgents, general.
Greg has fallen from his pedestal.'
Insurgents sustained 340 fatalities
And heavy casualties.'

‘No time for celebrations
Or ovations
Although rebels have thrown spanners in our works
You've earned your perks.'