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5 Guardians of the Peace Ours were keepers of the peace indeed. They loved and enjoyed their job for real, Discipline the hallmark Of the Southern Cameroons’ police. State servant, friend, the law all in one, To protect and keep the peace Their only commandment. Then entered these harlequins Strangers to our standards, They feel above the law instead And know nothing about law and order. Like bats in daylight they forage on Maturing in confusion and corruption; These are not officers of the law Indeed they are “men of arms.” A sore in the eye: Thorn and dusty uniforms Unkempt shoes that can’t line up A good parade to present With alien medals on alien uniforms: A policeman with a paratrooper’s medal, Their formless salute a buffoon’s gesture Stinking of alcohol. They’ve earned no respect Force their only way out This gang I see before me today Vandals in uniform Pretenders to the throne Of officers of the peace. ...

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