A Cardinal And The Judgement Of History

By Bate Besong

(To Cardinal Christian Wyghan Tumi)
This pharaonic cabal had, lied.
Time is not a pontiff
Who pardons simonies
Emceed

By idiot-soaked
Demagoguery

Now in a state
Of multi-decadal
Ruin

Especially,
In inclement economic
Weather.
Its little moron head shook
And shook
With its homeostasis, tyrannous
Fever.

In vain
Gauzed fingers douche
The back of a nation’s
Pharynx

So air could get
Into (see how they try & try), into;
The laryngeal
Opening…

Aftermaths are
The susurration
Of surgical syringes
As
Samaritans frantically hack
Off
In pre-mortem;
Its gangrenous vagina

Our cartel of mulatoo-
Shibboleths of this numskull
Establishment who

Make up
The dunce stable
Of the neo-colonialist
Empire

Lately given
Robotic life, guffaw

“We have fulfilled the conditionalities of F.M.I.*
Cameroon has the best S.A.P. discourse
In the World! Our Great Helmsman
Is more handsome than the Mona Lisa!”

* The I.M.F. abbreviated in the super French language which in the Republic of Cameroon has become synonymous with superior intelligence and black re-colonisation.