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The Greatest Disease Iii

”. Madness 

veiled in laughter, my tears splashed upon the 

floor, I wakened from my reverie as keys rattled 

in my door.

“Hello, Dave, how are ya today”.

“You know Jim I am real tired”.

“Look here Dave-uh ya know-well I am real sorry”.

“It’s today, right Jim”?

“Well ya see Dave we are the last and there is nothing left”.

“I’m ready Jim, but it would have been nice-uh meat-ah you know, I mean my last meal”.

“Now Dave that’s what I am saying, I saved enough for the last meal; well it has to be 
today”.

“Do you mean it Jim; it’s been two years since I had meat”. 

“Ya know you were right Dave--we were cancer and we killed it all. Look I saved enough for 
two last meals and--uh I was wondering if we could--well I haven’t always treated you right, 
and”.

“Don’t say it Jim, I think it would be swell if we ate this meal together, I wouldn’t want to be 
alone”.

“That’s real decent of you Dave--ya know I’m the last guard so it will have to be in the food”.

“Jim I would eat razor blades if they were in meat, so let’s get it done”.

“Alright Dave, I’ll be right back, everything is cooked--I’ll just get it”.

“Hey Jim maybe you could leave the door open--it doesn’t really matter anymore”.

“Yeah, yeah Dave I’ll do that--no it really doesn’t matter anymore”.

“Oh Jim, be sure to turn out the lights”.

“Dave we haven’t had lights for three years--oh I get it humor, still laughing, huh Dave”.

“Sure Jim--you know everything is exactly as it’s supposed to be”.

“How can you say that Dave--it’s all gone, everything, everybody, the world is dead”.

“Well it’s the truth, if you think about it Jim--considering the path we followed we are exactly 
where it led”.

1850=1BILLION, 1930=2 BILLION, 1975=4 BILLION, 1999=6 BILLION, 2025=15 BILLION??? 
RIP K.I. SMET

Copyright © Gregory Cox | Year Posted 2010

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