The Instigator

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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The Instigator The sky over Europe is silent, but there is fear In the heart of many and the man who started this fear is sleepless and swims slowly in his swimming pool. He is seventy now and struggles with his body wears trousers too tight, sits wide-legged giving the impression of rugged good health as doctors tell him, as he is fearful of dying. Thoughts swivel in his mind; he is isolated and suspicious of people indifferent of his view on how the world should be run. A lackey enters tell of news from the front. This lift, his spirit he swims faster now, sleep eludes him, knows he will awake with a gnawing sense he might be wrong.

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