Doubles & Trebles

An ally in exile receives an urgent dispatch When he’s already in trouble, unable to relax He recognises the cipher, quickly resolves the code The contents of the message, state, area and road It was as he’d feared, his cover’s been blown The extent of the network is now overblown Overgrown, the apparatus for such an unwelcome event Incommunicado, the last word is sent He knows that resistance is futile But still he prepares for arrivals He sits perfectly still Resistance is futile He awaits the kill He prepares the arrival He’s perfectly still Resistance is futile On arrival for the kill He breaks down in this theatre, but hopes not under these lights Specifically those which gain strategic insights By the best of good fortune, he had provisions in store He doubles, then trebles the locks on his door