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Created on: June 21, 2008
It's a dark sky! Shinny parked cars reflect the glow of the street lamps as I walk to the front door of the house. Menacing characters wearing dark suits walk toward me. Reaching desperately into my pockets I drop the keys onto the dark pavement floor. Bending over to pick them up I am grabbed by several men and immediately handcuffed.
"Hey, what are you doing?" I shout.
Four men, two push me backwards while the other two pull me into the back seat of a black limousine with dark tinted windows. Two men jump into the front seat one behind the steering wheel. I sit between two men in the back seat as the car takes off.
We arrive in front of a tall building on a lonely street. They take me to an interrogation room and make me sit down on a hard wooden chair.
Another nightmare I awake starring at the ceiling, my heart pounding, perspiration drips from my eye brows as my memory flashes back to the images of those guys I saw sitting in the car a few days ago. Warning signs and alarms scream through the pores of my skin causing the hairs to stand straight up on my arms and behind my neck, not an ordinary dream something is happening I don't know exactly what it is I glance at the clock I must do something I pace the floor I turn on the radio:
"Rev. Jeremiah Wright's disgusting, hate filled garbage has made the news earlier last week, many on the extreme left have pointed to the low profile that the McCain story has had as proof that the media is unfair intimating that the media might even be on McCain's side. Further proof of this is what Former Republican presidential contender Mike Huckabee said when interrupted last night by a loud crash as he spoke to the National Rifle Association he joked: That was Obama. He just tripped off a chair. He was getting ready to speak and somebody aimed a gun at him, and he dove for the floor,' Huckabee told the NRA convention in Louisville, Kentucky."
I turn off the radio the whole society is going mad, old friend racist fanatics and Christian red necks are ready to get violent my heart is pounding. Those whacko's bigots hate mongers are taking over the country. Never in our history have we been so openly deceived dragged into wars in which thousands are slaughtered and crippled on the orders of our Loving Uncle Sam who now claims to be a Christian. Marcel, there is an evil side to this religious government, I feel they want to bring me to their inquisition. The blood in my veins is rushing into my head making me dizzy. I unlock the
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