Topic started by rassool snyman (@ netcache1-ctn.is.co.za) on Thu Jan 15 17:41:35 EST 2004.
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Heroes, courage and breakfast
Throughout the night the gathering discussed the impending event.
“Do you think they will come tonight” a frightened mother asked
“as sure as the sun rises they will come:” the angry male said
“how long are we going to suffer our children being torn from our lives without having a chance to breathe air or see our faces or us theirs” the young mother lamented
“what kind of monsters are these that tear defenceless children from our wombs, don’t they have children, don’t they know compassion, love?”
“ this cannot go on indefinitely , we must stop them. we must fight” said the young leader
“ please don’t say that. you know what happened to the others when they resisted and we have children due” said the concerned wife
“all the more reason why we must teach our children to resist these merciless killers who prey on the unborn” said the fiery young one
“they are powerful and dwarf us in size. it is futile! don’t risk our life let it be. It is a way of life god must have meant for it to happen this way . There must be a bigger picture and we just don’t see it! Have faith jack” said the young wife
“no, no, no, don’t tell me about god! I would rather die free than allow myself to go to the slaughter unresisting. If I am to go to hell then let me go fighting1”
“its sunrise jack lets go, please let it be”
with that there was a loud bang and the sound of heavy footsteps approaching
“no jack please”
‘I must, there is no other way” he said as he tensed himself for the attack
there was a grating sound and a five tentacled monster reached into maternity area .
jack took a deep breath and launched into the attack thinking of all the others who had risked their lives for the well-being of the community.
“What happened Mary?” said the farmer. A look of concern on his gentle face
“ damn, a young rooster attacked me as I reached for the eggs in the chicken run” she said sucking her bleeding finger
“they are getting pretty aggressive of late. What did you do?” he asked
“I wrung its neck, we can heave it for supper.”
“How many eggs do you want honey?”
“did you read the story in this mornings paper” he asked
“the abortion thing”
“yes”
“its terrible that people can kill innocent children. Children who have not had a chance to breathe the sweet morning air or even see their faces” she said sadly
“yes, people can be so cruel!” said he and tucked into the scrambled eggs.
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