I was listening to the poet Kwasi Jonston
reading his stuff (mostly political) on Euro news
and tried to catch his rhythm
which I think is Caribbean based?

The Fugitive.

They are looking for him here,
they are looking for him there.
The oil people know,
but won’t say
it’s no good for business to tell.
The old man know
he used to be a business associate of his brother,
but he won’t say
it’s not politically practical to tell.
His brother bought a dialysis machine
though he hasn’t got a kidney disease,
just in case he says the illness runs in the family.
They are looking for him here
they are looking for him there,
like he should be an illusive
Pimpernel, but in the end of the day,
my gullible friends,
it’s just another appalling pretense.