Pressure, the time to choose, opinions and the principle, the esteem of friends, their words got him elected, now he is their pawn, they were using him all along, you will make a great speaker, people like the sound of your voice, why don’t you get yourself selected, we’ll help of course, the journey he recalls.
He is old now, the early words of pride, they hit him at the right time, at a low ebb, he needed a lift, the work he was doing created walls, he had to lift all the time, then they came and helped him, his so called friends. The first favor was a small ask, just reduce the size of the green area, we can put up more houses instead, he shrugged, didn’t seem much he voted for a new health center to ease the guilt, and they came again, then he wouldn’t budge, the day it all went wrong, the heat was on. No, no he said, that is a step too far, I am not going to promote the casino, the trouble is will cause, can’t you put it somewhere upstate, they nodded no, their lawyer steps forward, Sorry to have to do this John, he opens the envelope lays in on the table, the images are stark and clear, he coughs puts his glasses on, Atlantic City has never been the same since, the heat was put on.
He is eighty plus, years have passed, he has grandchildren, he can’t let them find out, it would ruin them, their careers, his credibility would be in the thrash, how is he going to keep it all intact, they have crucified others, now they want to buy his son, his
replacement.
Solomon sighed, the league of demons, they never give up, they worship the price tag and nothing else, if only they would listen, heavenly Spirit was pouring out, signs from the Great Father of Heaven and Earth, their demon counterparts in those places, had lost, the Spirit was free to roam to places they never expected, there was no need for the righteous to worry, the heat was on the demons and no one else.
