Fiji's dictator - J V Bainimarama

Fiji's dictator - Bainimarama

If you can runaway in fear when others about you
Are being brave and fighting for you;
If you can believe your promises when all men doubt you,
If you can bash women and not feel down by it,
Or, being a criminal, and running from the law,
Or being angered and give way to childish tantrums,
And yet appear sane, and talk no sense;

If you can lie---and make lying your master;
If you can run---and make fear cleanse your bowls,
If you can falsify your popularity and downplay Righteousness
If you can’t bear to hear crap you've spoken
critiqued by facts to reveal your lies,
Or watch your country suffer,
And run from prison and those you’ve hurt;

If you can make one lump sum from all your corruption
And hide it away from every audit,
And never breathe a word about your loot:
If you can force your officers and men 
To serve you long after you are illegal,
And so hold on to power with guns and fear
Except for bakewas who say: "wananavu!"

If you can kill the economy and steal the land,
Or open your mouth---and shame your clan ,
If neither foes nor angels can stand you,
If all good men hate you, and want to kill you:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds run through a cassava-patch,
Yours is hell and everything in it,
And---which is more---you'll be a "despot", my son! 

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