RED TAPE

It was a perfect plan with no leakages. A brave incidence of contentment mixed with pains. Death is a constant in this mission. The number of people that will die is what the variable becomes. Days and months of planning is about to be carried out in less than thirty minutes. The atmosphere would be put into a deep cry from the ravage about to be done. The spies have confirmed the targets and they are still as loose as ever. We will run through them and kill as many as possible. We were ready and nothing was going to stop us apart from the red tape.

The adventures that led to these feats were mere operational misinterpretations. The pains it has caused can be directed towards displease between the government and the governed. The damages were more mental than physical thus we needed to show them how we felt whichever way. The movement was formed over six months now and from the inception we have all sworn to make an overthrow very soon or we all die in groin of our quietness. But the long awaited day is about to be changed into a spiritual run off by the opposition we have created. In all our plans we worked in cells creating an exposure that is not clear to all. We have been through this most times when one of us ends up being the tattle to the government but this particular day we are so sure nothing was going to stop us until we knew about the red tape.

HBD DAPO ALLEY

The land of DURIN has been known by all to be a land of blessing; a land that flows with milk and honey. Foreigners have always had interest in this land based on the quality of the produce it has established from the days of old. This blessing has now become a curse to us.

The wealth it has generated of late has been siphoned by some cabals called the elites. These elites pride in their evil acts as if they were ordained by God to cheat the poor. We have been quiet enough about these acts and now it’s our turn to act the other way. I can’t forget when my fiancée was taken in the name of welfare. Elders have never paraded shame as much as this in my whole historical stories. Even our gods were bribed and shame was covered with lots of riches. The framework that holds the society I was proud to call mine has been torn apart by nothing but bad leadership. We shall fight it with the last drops of our blood and sweat. Nothing personal but for generations to come and for the nation called DURIN to still be in existence.

The d day was here and all energies were geared together for the rebellious acts we were about to establish. Nothing can stop us not even the so called cabals and there boys until we discovered the red tape.

What could be done? And how fast can we go? We can’t wait another day without achieving this feat we have expended all our energies on. We have become a threat but how come they knew we were coming today. We tried to fish out the mole in us again and know the extent he has sold out but it was impossible for us. The clock keeps ticking and young bloods who are angry for revenge has been placed at different locations to sweep into the whole town and cause the havoc that will earn us our freedom.

HBD MR ENA RAVERRO

The king has been told by the gods of the land that the plan on ground would get him out of the seat. He can’t stop it but he can postpone it. What can he do he demanded the dibia; who consulted for him and suggested except he uses the red tape. The red tape is a tool used in the olden days to postpone an invasion on the town by foreign forces. It makes the town invincible for a while and helps exhaust the strength of the people fighting them. It has only one solution and the only way we can win this way was to locate REBECCA.

The whole land of DURIN has two virgins who were above the age of 21. The cabal has slept with all matured girls. Prostitution became more lucrative than farming. There was nowhere in the world where a woman’s body had powers like in the land of DURIN.  They exhaust the pockets of these men with sexual activities but Rebecca and Thelma kept themselves like saints to be canonized.

We rushed to Rebecca’s house to brief her on the situation of things in the village but we met her absence. Her mother told us she had gone to the stream to fetch water. The speed to the stream was extreme nut we discovered we didn’t see her there. Could she have gone somewhere else? We were confused until we heard a sound from afar in the bush. We slowly trailed it and when we got there we discovered Rebecca has been raped by one the chiefs. We rushed to her side and when we tried to catch the running chief he just put on his arm the red tape and he disappeared.

Blood stains covered REBECCA laps and the pains could be seen in her eyes. With Rebecca out of the equation all hope lie in THELMA. But who would go the king’s court to bring out the princess to support us against his father. It was now a lost course and we were thinking surrender was the only way out until someone raised up his hand ………. His name is NOREE

 

HBD NOREE D BOSS