Olan L. Smith's Short Stories

By CottonJones

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I have, over time, written many short stories,"Short-Shorts" as they are call by some, and by request I am pu... More

The Magic Radio
Time to Wake Up
Shiny Penny
Walking Amongst Giants
Who is She?
The Ride
Percy
Becoming Aware
Cotton's Neighbors
Nancy Sue Roberts
The Waiting Room
All Roads Lead to the River
The Omniverse
The Invader
Day and Night Siblings Fight
Pillars of Salt
Magic in Them Bones
A Smuggled Dog
Emergency Room Waiting Area
ME: Something is Shifting
ME: Morning
Mrs. Owl
FORGET ABOUT IT
If I had a Tail
Pink Book Bugs and Opossums
Vignette: What are you doing, Human?
A Long Voyage
Acrostic: Walter W. Smith, Jr. My Brother, an Alzheimer Story
The Year No One Died
Who Turned Off Eloise?
The Shadow Girl

When the Earthmovers Come

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By CottonJones



When the Earthmovers Come

©April 12, 2020 Olan L. Smith


You'd never think you could just chuck-it all away at once.

Just rip it off like wallpaper; it's all a facade, right?

Not much you can do when the bulldozers come and you're

Inside. Later you'll refurbish the dwelling, a place

You call home. The command of the fiend is to rip out

Six in each hundred, six percent of the nails, six percent

Of the wood, shingles, the foundation, the floor, and close

Six percent of the windows; board those suckers up tight.

You hear me? Remove six percent of the rafters; evaluate what

Is left of your home, your town, your country; your government

Your leadership? Can it function? And will nations stand with six

Percent missing? It's a delicate operation to save it from

Collapse. Do you understand the concern of the world? It's

Not one percent. It's six percent that will be erased.

The face of the earth, start rebuilding, repopulate, and

Train new leaders. It's not unsolvable or tranquil.


(NIV) Revelations 9: 16-18

"16 The number of the mounted troops was twice ten thousand times ten thousand. I heard their number.

17 The horses and riders I saw in my vision looked like this: Their breastplates were fiery red, dark blue, and yellow as sulfur. The heads of the horses resembled the heads of lions, and out of their mouths came fire, smoke and sulfur.

18 A third of mankind was killed by the three plagues of fire, smoke and sulfur that came out of their mouths."

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