Reymond Redington-A Tribute Poem by Kumbirai Thierry Nhamo

Raymond Reddington - a name that strikes fear
In the hearts of all those who come near
A man of mystery, a man of intrigue
But who is he really? What's his league?

Some say he's a traitor, others say a savior
Some say he's a criminal, others say a player
His past is shrouded in darkness and lies
But one thing's for sure - he's got the devil in his eyes

A master of manipulation, a king of deception
He always seems to be one step ahead of the reception
An enigma wrapped in a conundrum
He's the kind of guy that could start World War Four

Some call him the Concierge of Crime
Others call him the Blacklist's diamond
Some call him a friend, others call him a foe
But what's the truth? Does anybody know?

He's known for his suits, his fedora and cane
He's got a charm that could drive you insane
He's got connections, he's got a plan
But nobody knows the face of his true clan

He's got a fixation with Elizabeth Keen
She's the one thing in life that makes him seem
Like a human being, capable of emotion
But is he really capable of devotion?

He's got enemies all across the globe
Who want him dead or locked in a wardrobe
But he always finds a way to get out
Like David Copperfield, without a doubt

He's cunning and clever, resourceful and quick
He's got more tricks up his sleeve than a magic trick
He's a wolf in sheep's clothing, a snake in the grass
He's the kind of guy that you don't want to cross

So who is Raymond Reddington?
A criminal mastermind or a secret guardian?
Only time will tell, but one thing's for sure
He's a force to be reckoned with, that's for sure.