Fire men head in one direction, from the other side of the fence, the freedom train moves, well, it’s the promised land, and there is no turning back, it’s quite a conundrum, what is there to go back to, a troop of soldiers are sent to desist them, billionaires who claim a godly connection, talk up all sorts of harm, one day they will be at heavens door, mercy they will ask, what do you suppose the response will be, did you feed me when I was hungry, did you abuse the gifts I gave you, what did you do for my creation, you use the book to convince others your one of mine, but your actions don’t add up, all you can do is balance the cash, do you think that is good enough.
He Gets a heart attack. is rushed to the Hospital, the family gather, they are going to pray, he was so merciful they say, well, they say that about themselves all the time, Mother Nature has a world view they would never accept, whatever, they only listen when they are in trouble, no less.
Solomon sighed, there were millions of migrants on the move, wasn’t it telling, so few controlled so much of the resources and what did they do, it was very plain to see, if only they were considerate and were wise, what a difference it would be. The rain stops, the sun comes out, the financial barons, worry day and night, the market is not moving as it’s supposed to, if they were wise, they might look up and see that the stars have moved too, that’s far more problematical, that’s real. Meanwhile troops man the border, while they are needed in other places, just to do what exactly, the center of hope for migrants once, but not anymore, the dream is over, the spin they put on it.