The person born a fighter of rogues will always fight thieves, no matter the rigmarole. Besides bravery and intelligence, his contempt for rogues and thieves runs in that tomato-coloured fluid that circulates within his body. No one can change his creation, that we must first settle. In a decent world, such a man deserves the highest respect and honours available. But sections of society are not decent at all. The only decency they can lay claim to is whitewashing, going to great lengths to hide their evils with grim means. A man is down, a man is down! But why?
The man suffers punishment by his bosses for shooting a bullet at thieves. It is true he shot that bullet. His fine bullets are society strengthening ones because, A Bullet For A Rogue Only Harms Thieves. When James Hadley Chase wrote the novel, The Guilty Are Afraid, it was a story about a bullet for a murderer. Those kinds of bullets harm anyone they hit, but my man’s bullets harm only rogues and thieves. This man’s bullets are harmless to the clean-handed non-thief. Such an exceptional bullet requires some explanation.
We have often heard the phrase the, Pen Is Mightier Than The Gun. Trust me it’s true, all things being equal. The pen shoots bullets too, terminal bullets, if one can’t survive them. And my man, an excellent captain of a regiment of rouge-catchers, only needs his pen to achieve incisive effectiveness. All he needs is his pen, honesty, courage, and an anti-theft disposition. That’s all he needs and nothing more. However, it’s enough to overwhelm thieves. When you catch thieves out, what do they do? They run or silence the witnesses. Salman Rushdie confirms what I am saying. He said the powerful fear intellectuals or poets most. Not because truth tellers command great fortunes or armies, but because their pens can change the dominant narratives and speak truth to power. Let me ask you, what kind of narrative do thieves and rogues have, anyway?
A man is down, a man is down! My eyes are in rainy season.
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