CREAM – ELEGY FOR NATHAN
Nathan Herrero -
He was my colleague,
A hero of the free press,
A demigod in the war against corruption.
He's been gone for two years now.
Disappeared or dead – who knows?
I still miss his wisdom.
So many wanted him dead -
Now his daughter has come to me…
She needs to know.
I feel for her –
For the hole in her life that nothing can fill.
The files are sealed,
Behind locked doors…
My favourite cat burglar lends a hand -
My not always willing but capable legs…
She feels for the girl too and will help.
A gift for the cat - she turns it down.
"I don't do guns."
Who could believe it?
She's squeamish about guns
Here in this "kick or be kicked in the ass" world
there is still someone who isn't packing.
Another job for the cat –
I am stunned by her knowledge of the tiny transmitter.
Installing mics is a job right up her alley…
But then she returns with the news -
Nathan Herrero lives…
A meeting in a public place,
Books around us.
This is a place from our past.
Nathan used to pay chess here
with Hunter Dillon – now long dead
He wanted comfort and a life,
he tells me.
I don't understand.
How could he have walked away?
He throws my words in my face.
"They were trying to kill me…"
"Look at you. You're luck you're still alive."
So Nathan ran.
He sought love and comfort.
He left the fight.
But now his daughter wants him,
and he would like to see her.
Max – her perspective is new and fresh.
My cat will break the news to the daughter.
But what does she mean about changing priorities?
About girls moving their furniture?
Is she talking about me?
Then the news comes: an explosion –
My mentor is dead.
It's my fault – I led them to him.
Alina was turned and we fell for her act…
But by Nathan's last act he rejoined the fray.
This is the tape that will bring down Allan Lans -
A last act for a dead hero…
I can barely watch through my grief.
Max still has some tricks up her sleeve.
She has a petty revenge on the daughter:
Her money is gone – scattered to the four winds -
Now all Alina has is her hate,
And I have a martyr but would rather a friend.
So in the end, it comes down to Nathan's words
Echoing through my head now:
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil…
is for good men to do nothing…"
Nathan Herrero -
He was my colleague,
A hero of the free press,
A demigod in the war against corruption.
He's been gone for two years now.
Disappeared or dead – who knows?
I still miss his wisdom.
So many wanted him dead -
Now his daughter has come to me…
She needs to know.
I feel for her –
For the hole in her life that nothing can fill.
The files are sealed,
Behind locked doors…
My favourite cat burglar lends a hand -
My not always willing but capable legs…
She feels for the girl too and will help.
A gift for the cat - she turns it down.
"I don't do guns."
Who could believe it?
She's squeamish about guns
Here in this "kick or be kicked in the ass" world
there is still someone who isn't packing.
Another job for the cat –
I am stunned by her knowledge of the tiny transmitter.
Installing mics is a job right up her alley…
But then she returns with the news -
Nathan Herrero lives…
A meeting in a public place,
Books around us.
This is a place from our past.
Nathan used to pay chess here
with Hunter Dillon – now long dead
He wanted comfort and a life,
he tells me.
I don't understand.
How could he have walked away?
He throws my words in my face.
"They were trying to kill me…"
"Look at you. You're luck you're still alive."
So Nathan ran.
He sought love and comfort.
He left the fight.
But now his daughter wants him,
and he would like to see her.
Max – her perspective is new and fresh.
My cat will break the news to the daughter.
But what does she mean about changing priorities?
About girls moving their furniture?
Is she talking about me?
Then the news comes: an explosion –
My mentor is dead.
It's my fault – I led them to him.
Alina was turned and we fell for her act…
But by Nathan's last act he rejoined the fray.
This is the tape that will bring down Allan Lans -
A last act for a dead hero…
I can barely watch through my grief.
Max still has some tricks up her sleeve.
She has a petty revenge on the daughter:
Her money is gone – scattered to the four winds -
Now all Alina has is her hate,
And I have a martyr but would rather a friend.
So in the end, it comes down to Nathan's words
Echoing through my head now:
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil…
is for good men to do nothing…"