The Death of 1977 (Book 3)

This Old Man

"Gather 'round me." The downcast, grey-haired, boney old man commanded his family around a fire that was burning inside the small stone hut that was hidden deep within a forest.

Collected amongst him were a younger man and woman, along with eight small boys and girls. Each and every member of the family all sat Indian-style on the floor before the old man.

"We must find food before the day is through, great-grandfather." The younger man said.

Staring directly at the man, the old man replied, "Your food is not important. But I tell each and every one of you dis, I shall not eat until de dawn comes back."

ten seated before him listened intently. The rain came thrashing down upon the hut with the full force of a hurricane in the making. They were all accustomed to it, but on

and other men of great stature devour de living. But in all my time, I never see such a grave dilemma as de one dat has befallen us. Dere have been a many a ting in my life dat I wish I no see. Many people who

he see many suns, and many moons. I see de sun cross in between de moon two times. But I see someting else,

devil? No, only it see you. It no care if you scream and yell. It no care if you boy, girl, woman or man. It no care if even it kill its

people

earth of ours. De blood is what de devil has been cravin' for years. It craves for it now

I to not fill our bellies. Too much fat and de devil smell you better. De devil hear a grumbling stomach. It sound like an elephant in