In Whose Authority? Poem by Earnest Gatuma

So blue that we need a cure from a heaven sent,
Like Haile Selassie the legend or the regent,
Or an englishman like Rupert Murdoch full of wit,
Call casting even when explicit,
I feel like Harry Potter discovering his Slytherin gift,
I was in the slimy creed already? !
Could I be the perpetrator and the plaintiff simultaneously?
How will I tear apart the Gatronian red flag?
Post colonial aspects are insidiously planted by Zerg,
I could use a rational dynamic like the Brexit,
Start the engine and when speeding jump off the driver's seat.

Why hold on to a tradition that makes you nervous?
Be consistent on a notion that divides us?
If you're a low life then you're unknown,
Your identity crisis will be used upon you like Bourne,
Obscurity is a threat ask Gatro's dignitaries,
Whose bellies are so droopy,
With their center of gravity structuring knocked knees.