Dr Fixit (4301 - 4310)

 

4301

‘Which means Forensics made a mistake

and it’d be better on the guy they do a retake.’

The head of Forensics clearly isn’t comfortable

with the chaplain’s last comment but quite reasonable

is what I heard – what if what they took

was just a bit of him while the old crook

with the vital rest escaped and after recovery

is back with his mayhem and thievery?

The head of police and Criminology steps in:

‘We need to revisit his file and delve in

 

4302

‘for more facts.’ For now, based on the scrawl,

Mendit One has risen up from the ashes he did crawl

around the human market to commit suicide.

During new investigation, we’d know what’s more beside.

How do I mention I’m having real issues

with the praying mantis who pursues

his battle from a camouflage point

and it looks like he evenly in the battle be joined?

I decide to wait for new reports on Mendit One

before I know if praying mantis I should point my gun.

 

4303

It’s a terrible thing to have the wisdom and good intention

to save a bad world but the big foe brings a confrontation

that confines you to your habitation

to make you rusty and easy for elimination.

As the elite corps go in through the main gate

and the firefighters pull back the hoses over the wall plate,

the guards move to positions to secure major points

of entry and escape – the antennas and fangs

snap at even minute specks that drift close

to The Academy – the big foe roams about and to doze

4304

we’ve utterly refused. (Here the scene ends

but to write more pages I was bent.

I was truly unconscious of time.

Deep in my mind, I fished for every new line.)

SCENE FIVE begins with me in the mess

with the commanders and the point forward I press:

‘With the recent spate of insecurity

targeting the walls and grounds of The Academy,

I want more troops to join the Elite Corps

to raise their number and see they help curb

 

4305

‘the madness of every insurgent in any guise,

whether a spook or someone thinking he’s very wise.

I need robust one million troops that’d comb

our surroundings and main paths students would roam

to come seek admission and till the students

are safely tucked in the dorms and the contents

of the curriculum they’re made to immerse

or these crooks win and the case would be the reverse.

The one million troops would act as vigilante

to keep off every vagabond nearing The Academy

 

4306

‘so as to derail the smooth-sailing train

of our mission; who crosses the line great pain

must suffer or else they sow weeds among our grain.

To stop them, the diehards, we would give them sprain.’

The commanders nod in agreement to the directive

and I’m glad I controlled myself and used no expletive

to that point. ‘Please, send your troops to the commander

of the Elite Corps and his final selection at the centre

of the court in the next few hours I’d like to see;

they need to prowl the area before a mutiny

4307

‘our foes would soon start.’ With urgency

we disperse. My intent is to get to my residency

but till I wheel and move to the tower,

I don’t know – the big foe’s presence makes me shudder.

Too many missing pieces in the puzzle.

I wish I know who really wants me to muzzle.

I’m up in the tower, the highest structure

in the Academy, staring at a sky filled with moisture

like it’s early dawn though getting to noon

and I think behind the mist hides a loon.

 

4308

I’m gazing in all directions of the wind.

What should I quickly do or rescind

to get swiftly the real facts to comprehend

and move the troops the real baddies to apprehend?

I wish again and again I have wings

and I would fly around like a bird that wants to sing

acting like I’m seeking the right branch to alight on

and I’d just latch on the praying mantis and fight long

till what possesses him flees from him

and I'd make him see though nice might seem

 

4309

the path of his venture but it’s plagued with risks

which on his frame pains might inflict.

My phone rings and I pull it from my pocket,

press the answer button and to my ear take it

and listen to the person at the other end.

‘The one million troops to vigorously tend

our surroundings as vigilante are ready,’

the Elite Corps commander states. ‘In a jiffy,

I’m coming down to meet them to let them know

what they’re out to do,’ I reply. Not too slow

4310

I walk down to the open where the troops stand

and before them I stand to give the command:

‘Great troops, I’m glad together we’ve been in this

from the start and you know the valleys and hills

we’d climbed and life-threatening currents we crossed

and folks here overtly show in us they’ve great trust

and still urge us to continue with our great work

but some idiots, it’s obvious now, are out to block

every path to further progress of our great mission

and hence we’ve got to show them our aversion