Todays the Day
Good morning I said to myself as I lazily looked out of my bunker’s door ,
Between the trees I could see The sky was grey -which suited the mood of those who had chosen the path to stay in the city and absorb the interactive smart food and such
I remember the day I thought enough was enough- the current world leader who was in his 143 year had just announced the outlawing of those who held faith with any other but him and his filthy minions of health ,media and technology .
It had been two months since then and several angelic warnings delivered by Gabriel himself of the end times that would ensue - should the technocracy continue to not repent ,
These warnings were written in the sky and came into the hearts of us all - so it’s not like we could’ve ignored them.
Well today was the day -time had run out for the wicked and their foul ways ,
I stubbed my cigarette out closed the bunker door and thought
“in your own time GABE”
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