Religion PersonifiedA Story by IsibiThis would be my opinion.“What have I done?” cried a man with long white hair. He was collapsed, physically and emotionally. He knelt in the center of a small crater; fire crackled over broken cement and sizzled on melted metal. He wiped his tears; his pulled out his journal and wrote one last entry. When he finished, he pulled out his gun, put it to his head and fired. The journal read: “I am so sorry. This was not supposed to happen. I thought I could make the world a better
place, but now I see it is better off without me. Goodbye. Signed, Allah © 2012 Isibi |
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