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The Lyrebird of the Élysée (This Na Poem for Emmanuel Macron )

In the halls of Nairobi, where the old ghosts of empire meet the fresh winds of the future, a new kind of "Great Dictator" took the stage, not with a globe of glass, but with a microphone and a sharp, schoolmaster’s tongue

Though the stage was set for "equals," or so the brochure had sworn, In a city carved of sunlight, where a new day should be born.
But the ghost of Françafrique, in a suit of slim-fit blue, Couldn't help but play the Lyrebird mimicking the "new," While his feathers twitched with Pride, a shimmering, orange crest, Like the Cock-of-the-rock who deems his own display the best.

"Hey! Hey!" the whistle pierced the room, a sharp and nasal Peent, The American Woodcock’s ego, showing where the power leant.
He didn't waddle like the tramp, nor dance with Chaplin’s cane, But like the Eurasian Jay, he shrieked to signal his domain.

"This is a lack of respect!" he cried, the Arrogance in bloom, As if the Kookaburra’s laugh had vacuumed out the room.

How Obnoxious is the Cassowary, booming through the brush? How Irritating is the Starling, demanding every hush?

He grabbed the mic from steady hands, a Magpie mid-descent, To scold the "inspired" children for the "noise" of their dissent.
For in the logic of the West, where the Bittern pumps its chest.

The Africans are "noisy" and the Guest is always best.

O, Dependency! the Loon’s cry, wailing for the past,
When maps were drawn in Paris and the iron molds were cast.

"We play the same game!" he declared, with a Hoopoe’s crown of state, While forgetting that the players now decide their own damn fate.

A satirical performance, a talkie loud and shrill, Where the Awebo bird of Europe tries to bend the desert's will. The silent film has ended, and the "Hey! Hey!" has been spun,

But the "noise" he tried to stifle is the sound of morning's sun. For even with a prophet’s tongue and a Cardinal’s scarlet pride,
You cannot hush a continent that’s turned against the tide.

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The Lyrebird of the Élysée  (This Na Poem for Emmanuel Macron )

In the halls of Nairobi, where the...

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