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