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Nothing was normal, nothing was the same fighting and riots and killing it certainly was the Devil’s own game. There were riots over food and looting of shops people attacked each other all policing had stopped. The army, the police, everyone had long since given up so those who were armed were taking no truck.
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Fires raging blood running hot, a young couple making love in the middle of a riot and no one gives a jot. Babies and children abandoned, animals deserted all human failings to the fore and alerted.
Mercy bent down and gently took Gabriel’s hand don’t despair Gabriel all is not lost I feel Hope and Faith close at hand. But cried Gabriel where is God, why has he left us when our need is most I don’t know whispered Mercy who looked tired and as white as a ghost.
Peace and Love were huddled in a corner trapped by two demons who were bankers in a life that was former. They were busy chanting and singing of love in fact they had attracted a beautiful white Dove.
Death was sleeping he had felt so over whelmed so much was happening and none of it good. War was triumphant the whole world was fighting, famine was happy too, stuffing himself with Prawns and Whiting. Pestilence was in his element with all hospitals nothing but empty buildings full of rotting corpses. Mercy took her phone out and with her fingers crossed she made a call, Please hurry up Hope bring Faith things here look all but lost.
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