Strange Happening

The race for this thing still goes on and you have to meet me before the break of dawn, somewhere beyond the clouds I envision an oracle coming out of the sea and the people are standing in long lines waiting for thee. They have been there from sunset waiting to see the divine, they didn’t care much about the sun, and the stood there with their mind focus on victory walking around the corner. Thousand of them stand in line and they didn’t care if they live or die they were determined to see this thing through to rescue the people who were stuck on the island. They have been there for many years moving back and forth in the same spot waiting for a miracle to fall into their pot. They toil day and night putting up a fight and trying to stay alive. They live in make shift houses, mounted in the lion’s den, they make their food on wood fire and write their thoughts on tree barks and, when the grizzly bear come sniffing around they leave the tent wide open for it to walk in. The predators are everywhere; with boots and galoshes, sticks and hats and ten pennies stucked underneath the beggar man’s hat but five crowns kept running around the town. The banks could not hold it; the rivers could not contain it, they start to multiply and bag upon bags start piling up to the sky. The long awaited miracle came and they their waiting was not in vain. A big security truck reverse inside and the key man opened the door with a giant key and start pulling bags from the center floor. They were money bag stanched with American dollars to wipe away your sorrows and the British pounds to evacuate you from the town. Canadian money was in there too the German Franks was saying Allelu. Everyone came out of their hole and the weak starts to stand up bold. The miracle came in time when the numbers were sliding and a silent mutiny was rising. They form different teams to fulfill their dreams. The path was now clear and it was certain that we were going to ride over there. We finally came out of the woods and depart with our friends and families. The passion was felt everywhere and people were crying far and near. The arraignment was over and we all crossed over before hell was set ablaze.