They came yesterday with tools and uniforms, the power engineers. Not to cut wires, but to test the transformer. The Corpers brought them. They promised to fix the vandalism of four years; the duration of lights out in Nkaleki.
But the vandals returned last night. Today, the transformer is gone. The Corper looks on, confusion dancing in his eyes.
‘He is a criminal!’, ‘he brought men to rob us!’, ‘I saw them yesterday!’, ‘I took pictures!’. The accusations go back and forth.
Suddenly there’s a siren, the men in black are here. With handcuffs, the innocent Corper is led away.