Bombs

H Herbert Nehrlich Herbert Nehrlich
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At first they thought that on that day the sun had simply, just that once, slept in, due to the stress of shining, being there, on that demanding job. The elders calmed them, said it was likely that, this giver of all life had missed the call to duty that morning, do not fret. But by the second day it was apparent, sadly, that two strong men, on continents apart had had a conference where they concluded for the good of man that arsenals would be, as soon as night descended released to show them all. And then they knew that, it had been futile to be optimistic, and that the sun, that giver of all life would, truly, never ever shine for man again.

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