The reader is served a poetic dessert after bites of each preceding chapter.
Start from the showdown with Helena who they claim left them high and dry.
Read along with Bayo, atop his books,
and Tobi's encounter with street-dudes.
Dreaded masked and daring 'marauders'
transform into harmless auctioneers.
Fearing and chasing the ghoulish at Queens mall,
there, no cover, guards only wished me luck.
Cabana Medical, once catered to the mighty and high,
those floors had hilarious stories for a laugh.
For the Tallman dogs of war, I've drawn a red line attack and be damned, stay and I'll be nice.
Behold my kinsmen and women at the consulate,
who I still implore to be kind, honest and considerate.
I'm Clutching hope as I ride on this complex train,
in my tale, it's Christ who shields from the rain.
A tale of since and how I journeyed to hide and survive;
so be permitted to laugh, neither will I judge your cry.
Emmanuel Caulcrick. (Clutching hope)