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From the novel CHAOTIC REFLECTIONS

Chapter Four

"The angels with their bronze-colored skin and their eyes of fire walked across the cracked pavement completely focused and unified in their goal. For those of you who have never seen the cleaving sword of Gabriel, let me tell you of Urban War. The rules of war in the city, well, they are not quite the same. They become more deadly for there is so much more to be gained. It is the wars outside of the jungle and far away from the burning sun-these are the wars that will end the world.

"These wars aren't used by governments to occupy their time and these wars aren't fought by soldiers who are ignorant or blind. The urban war is fought by those who have lost for four-hundred years and when you know nothing but defeat, victory is not merely a goal. It becomes more like oxygen allowing you to breathe and the soldiers fighting in this war will not stop until they succeed. And this, yes, this is the war that will cause the earth to bleed.

"These angels with the darker skin link their hearts together and they equal great might. These angels roam and pillage; they burn whatever lies in sight. Glass is broken, stores are looted, hell is raised, and cities burn for days and days. Behind the chaos and beneath the flame the bodies lie scattered and torn. This is the dark side of the ghetto. This is what we have earned.

"And this is what a nation fears, that one day the silent and oppressed will awake, they will grasp and they will take. They will inflict and you will scream. I tell you this is not a dream.

"Thursday, has now arrived."

THURSDAY: CONCRETE JUNGLE

The riot stared in Gary, Indiana, a small town located just east of Chicago. The town in the 50's and 60's had been a real hot spot for steel production. Now, forty years later, the town had a high rate of unemployment matched only by a higher rate of crime. Here the concrete jungle was far away from the palm trees, sandy beaches, and salt water air, here in the streets and alleys that surrounded Chicago you had two responsibilities:
1) Protect your family.
2) Protect yourself.

The insincere, plastic surgery lifestyle common to Californian residents would not survive the streets of Gary. Here even the make-believe lies of Hollywood would be choked, stomped, and beaten by the dark streets. The air had been filled for decades with the strangling stench of injustice-the knowledge that the outside world progressed and developed, with its consumer-driven hunger, while allowing the

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