| Once when he was six, after his Lord had spared him yet again from an early death, leaving his life spread before him like a magic carpet, his heart was full of love and hope, and he prayed for the birds, along with every other living creature he could name, his dutiful mother nodding with approval. Now an old man who has seen his life fold back to smother him with betrayal, he cries out as a child in his dreams, “Look what my momma done to me!” and mourning his lost soul he reaches for the end, but only fat flies come to bite him as he sleeps, and the same horrid day repeats. |
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