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21 The Conspirators A-ah, my people la’é Give to Caesar what he is due And be not conspirators. Be the dragon fly that unreservedly harbingers the greatness of the dry-season; Be the spotless egret that high into the clouds soars But humbles itself for a Ride on the teakish bull’s back. Be like darkness that reigns but Bows out in acknowledgment Of dawns supremacy. Be the talking drum which Speaks not only of war But cries out in joy at the Arrival of the fon. Unlike the lizard nod Not only when the achievement Is yours, but like a dog Bow your tail between your thighs In honor of an Adversary’s proven greatness. Giving praise where it is due A sign of maturity, Of noble humility, The mark of greatness which Shows one knows and Understands so much One’s limitations to acknowledge. Be like the grass that Will not tell of the dung’s stench So as to freely feed thereof. Do not bite and not expect a scream, 22 Do not stab and not expect blood, Plant and there shall be growth Nurture and there will be a harvest. Bless and in return be blessed, Curse and in return be thyself damned. If we be not this wise But go on stabbing our backs With suicidal strokes Then doomed we are as a people. ...

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