Mr Dylan, we are pleased, to announce, where’s the coffee honey, another one of those crank emails, sure bob, he’s busy writing a song, what you working on, just a dittie dear, trying to find a few choice words, a hum a hum a dee a dee hum do do dee, how’s this honey, refugee’s want to find a home a group of millions that’s there sum, no one wants them they are a liability you see, they remind us of our failings all of them including me, that sounds interesting, what’s it about dear, the refugees everywhere, they are trying to find some space, a place filled with dignity and a little respect.
The world was not short of space or cash, 24 trillion off shore and too many living in the built ups. They are on the phone bob! she says, it’s real, they want to give you an award, what, an award, there’s a crisis going on in front of their noses, why don’t they focus on solving that problem and when they fix it tell them to ring me back.
Solomon was watching the playground of the elite, it was a simple football game but the comparison could not have been more bleak, while they played and complained and ached at every tackle, the children on the coast of France were being moved around like cattle, Solomon understood bob’s unease at the offering of the award, but he pointed them in the right direction, getting them to think and he was not alone, amen.
as if a few of them could not organise a little help, Solomon
shrugged, he’d encountered the Holy Spirit, and that meant the reality of God Most High, prayers were being said and heard, amen.