Tongue of Executives
Press
conference or media report
The
executive tongue wags,
Thrashing
the air of sweet jargons
That
must move along the ears
Of
all it may or may not concern.
The
mike, hands and ink alert:
When
executives steal,
It
is a mistake of misallocation.
When
an official is fired,
The
headlines stream
‘Requested
to retire’.
When
all eyes and camera lightenings
Witnessed
police batons
Rapturing
crowds
And
their clubs
Fracturing
the assemblies of bones,
Was
it not sounded by the spokesperson
That
it was calming down the masses?
Haven’t
many read,
‘Requested
the people …’?
When
the chief had issued decrees?
When
rebels killed to win a wild war,
Our
word was liberation
Our
songs spiced by the chorus of gunfire
Marking
carols of national victory.
Have
we not modestly professed?
“We
hereby amend …”?
When
we mean to abrogate?
I
bet if we don’t often confess
He
was caught up somewhere,
Just
to cover his month-long absence.
Now!
Executive
man, tell me.
In
what dialects shall we report your demise?
What
idioms shall write your memoirs?
Tell
me the jargons to pen your deathography.
What
vernaculars shall mourn your funeral rite?
What
lingo shall scribble your tombstone?
What
slang shall type your rememberance?
What
euphemism shall shade your epitaph?
Rurekyera Geofrey
Rurekyera Geofrey
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