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Sam Brandon's RequiemHot tears on chilled skin,
nostalgia washing in.
Children with broken faces,
grief-stricken for loss of their own.
Eyes searching for answers,
tongues holding none.
Laughter mixes in with the pain,
because they don't know what to feel.
Cast out of their minds, maturity lies,
they can't handle this.
Inability to know puts us
out of control,
just like the car that had
sped 'round on the road.
Searching for some guidance,
they resort to looking above.
Hoping, for a fleeting instant,
he'd been shown God's love.
Crisis over, it's all burnt up-
still haven't found our release.
Though we might seek condolence
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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