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."

with the full force of a hurricane in the

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 say dey be de devil; but I

between de moon two times. But I see someting else, too. I know it be de devil, 'cause it always look you in de eye. It always come in de day, and in de night. It take your life and my life. I see it come and look

it see you. It no care if you scream and yell. It no care if you boy, girl, woman

I see many a ting. Many people covered in blood for many years. De blood

rain dat punishes dis great earth of ours. De blood is what de devil has been cravin' for years. It craves for it now as I sit here and speak. And you...you speak

is much better for you and I to not fill our bellies. Too much fat and de