Those in the City who suspect religion, hope, and faith are tricks to distract Men from their futile lives and certain death, denounce the gambit as despicable, while the Revolutionist finds it hilarious.
Although
there’s only one way
into Life,
there are at least two out.
Once, near a Revolutionist’s camp site, I heard a voice exclaim, “Wow, its GREAT in here!”
There’s this guy who lives near, (or maybe it’s with), an ancient Roman ruin, who has no correct shoe size. He admits that’s a tenuous claim to fame, but sez it’s all he’s got.
Only City folks, god bless ‘em, can see a rat in the pantry and shout, “What’s he doing here?”
J.