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The Golden Question
Because I am...
I never thought it would end up like this.
“There’s the war between the US and Iraq.” Gabriel said.
“Haiti is still in desperate need of aid and food.” That was Raphael.
“North Korea is on the brink of launching their missiles on Russia.” HaSatan chuckled as if there were an inside joke.
Uriel reported, “The oil spill in the gulf is growing worse and worse.”
“The humans repeatedly use their resources, knowing the source will run out.” Seraphim hissed through his teeth.
“Father?” I looked at my son. He then asked the golden question. “Why?”
“Because I am their God. They do my word.”
“There’s the war between the US and Iraq.” Gabriel said.
“Haiti is still in desperate need of aid and food.” That was Raphael.
“North Korea is on the brink of launching their missiles on Russia.” HaSatan chuckled as if there were an inside joke.
Uriel reported, “The oil spill in the gulf is growing worse and worse.”
“The humans repeatedly use their resources, knowing the source will run out.” Seraphim hissed through his teeth.
“Father?” I looked at my son. He then asked the golden question. “Why?”
“Because I am their God. They do my word.”
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The names above are actual names of angels. Wikipedia-it.