below is Act II of the play i am writing. please read Act I before reading Act II. i am always open to thoughtful rewrite suggestions.

thanks,

jp

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 Act 2 Scene 1 SETTING:                                     We are inside a Christian church. The church is                                                        bare with a giant screen/backdrop. It is in the                                                       style of a “non-denominational”/evangelical                                                       church.             AT RISE:                                       Sounds of war continue throughout the second                                                       act.  Lights rise. MESSENGER is being                                                       dragged off the stage just as he was dragged                                                       offstage in the first scene of the first act.                                                         Images of “the enemies” evil deeds  -                                                         Nazis, north Vietcong, 9/11, etc…  -  are being                                                       projected in a slide show on a giant                                                       screen/backdrop upstage behind MAN.  MAN                                                       is a bloody corpse. MANOf course we all want peace.  None of us want to go to war.  It is the enemy who has brought this war to us.  We didn’t seek it but it’s here now and we must deal with it.  Do you think I wanted to end up like this?  Do any of you want to end up like this?  No of course not.It’s not a question of war or peace.  It’s a question of who you want to die.  Do you support the death of your own or the death of the other?  Do you want your enemy to die or do you want to die?  Your enemy has already made his decision.  He wants to murder you and your family.  You must decide whose death you support.  Just remember that you’re deciding for your family as well as yourself.  It’s one thing for you to lay your own life down but it would be a horrific travesty for you to lay down the lives of your family.  If you want your own family to die then you’re no better than the enemy.  You are the enemy.  You made the same choice that the enemy made.Open your eyes and wake up.  Quit being so naïve.  If you want peace then your enemies’ blood must be spilled.  There is no other way.  There’s no way around it.  If you want the people you know and love to live then you must be willing to support the deaths of the other people the strangers who you do not know.  Many of these other people hate you and want you to die.  So don’t mourn their deaths. Don’t shed a tear for their sufferings.  They died so that you could live.  So that your family could live.And let’s be honest.  They don’t share our beliefs.  They don’t worship as we worship. Deep down we all know they belong in hell.  The quicker they get there the better off this world will be.  We should celebrate their deaths.  We should be happy that these hell children are gone.  Just imagine a world where everyone believed as we believe.  Where everyone worshiped as we worship.  That sounds like heaven to me.  Maybe then we might have a world without war.  Maybe then we might have peace on earth.So you make your choice.  You’re either with the enemy or you’re against the enemy. You can allow our enemies to murder everyone who disagrees with them or you can stand up for what is right.  My son did not die for nothing.  He stood up for what is right and he fought.  Do not let his death be in vain.  Pick up his sword and fight.  You can fight.  You can fight for a better world.  You can fight for peace.  You can fight for your life and the lives of your loved ones.  Just wake up from your naïve dream of a peace without war.  Wake up and live.              (MANexits as the images of “the enemy” cease and the words to the end                of a worship song appear on the slide show screen/backdrop. PASTOR              JOHNenters.  PASTOR JOHN and PASTOR PAUL are dressed as              priests.) PASTOR JOHNAlright.  Onward Christian soldiers march on.  Can I get an amen?  Amen.  Praise God. Now I’d like to introduce a good friend of mine.  I’ve asked him to come and preach to us today and he has agreed to do so.  He is a fellow pastor.  His name is Pastor Paul.  Pastor Paul and I graduated seminary together.  He has served our God and country as an army chaplain and after many faithful years of service he has retired from the army and is now traveling to various churches to spread the good word.  I am confident that you will be able to appreciate what he has to share with us.  We are truly blessed to have him here. So without further ado please join me in welcoming him to the stage.       PASTOR PAULThank you.  It’s a privilege to be able to speak to all of you today.  Let’s get right to it. Some of you may be wondering why we are at war.  Why does the enemy want to harm us?  What have we done to deserve our enemy’s aggression?  Well to be quite honest with you we don’t deserve this.  The enemy wants to harm us because the enemy is evil.  I know that what I have to say might not be politically correct but it needs to be said none the less.  We must destroy the enemy.The Word of God supports us.  In the seventh chapter of the book of Deuteronomy we find the following.  When the Lord your God brings you into the land which you are to enter and occupy and dislodges great nations before you.  The Hittites Amorites Canaanites Jews Savages Niggers Chinks Rag-heads and the like.  All the many nations more numerous and powerful than you.  And when the Lord your God delivers them up to you and you defeat them you shall doom them.  Make no covenant with them and show them no mercy.  You shall not intermarry with them neither giving your daughters to their sons nor taking their daughters for your sons.  For they would turn your sons from following me to serving other gods and then the wrath of the Lord would flare up against you and quickly destroy you.But this is how you must deal with them.  Tear down their altars smash their sacred pillars chop down their sacred poles and destroy their idols by fire.  For you are a people sacred to the Lord your God.  He has chosen you from all the nations on the face of the earth to be a people peculiarly his own.  It was not because you are the largest of all nations that the Lord set his heart on you and chose you for you are really the smallest of all nations.  It was because the Lord loved you and because of his fidelity to the oath he had sworn to your fathers that he brought you out with his strong hand from the place of slavery and ransomed you from the hand of Pharaoh the king of Egypt.  Understand then that the Lord your God is God indeed.  The faithful God who keeps his merciful covenant down to the thousandth generation toward those who love him and keep his commandments.  But who pays with destruction the person who hates him.  He does not dally with such a one but makes him personally pay for it.  You shall therefore carefully observes the commandments the statutes and the decrees which I enjoin on you today.  Your ears have just been blessed with the Word of the Lord.  I hope you were listening. We must be careful not to fraternize with the enemy.  We must remain pure and holy untainted by the enemies’ filthy evil.  We must destroy the enemy.Make no mistake about it.  The enemy is thirsty for your blood.  We may not want this war but the enemy does and I’m here to say to you good people that God is on our side.  If the enemy wants a war with us then let us give him his war and let us send him strait to hell.  Going to war is something that God’s people have a long history of success with.  If God is on our side then who can be against us.  Who do we have to fear.  God is behind us.  God’s team is the winning team and the rest are all losers. Listen to the Word of God.  Once again we turn to the book of Deuteronomy and we look into the thirteenth chapter to discover the following.  If your own full brother or your son or daughter or your beloved wife or your intimate friend entices you secretly to serve other gods.  Gods of any other nation near at hand or far away from one end of the earth to the other.  Do not yield to him or listen to him nor look with pity upon him to spare or shield him.  But kill him.  Your hand shall be the first raised to slay him.  The rest of the people shall join in with you.  You shall stone him to death because he sought to lead you astray from the Lord your God who brought you out of the land of Egypt that place of slavery.  And all of God’s chosen people hearing of it shall fear and never again do such evil as this in your midst. If in any of the cities which the Lord your God gives you to dwell in you hear it said that certain scoundrels have sprung up among you and have lead astray the inhabitants of their city to serve other gods whom you have not known you mustinquire carefully into the matter and investigate it thoroughly.  If you find that it is true and an established fact that this abomination has been committed in your midst you shall put the inhabitants of that city to the sword dooming the city and all the life that is in it even its cattle to the sword. Having heaped up all its spoils in the middle of its square you shall burn the city with all its spoils as a whole burnt offering to the Lord your God.  Let it be a heap of ruins forever never to be rebuilt.  You shall not retain anything that is doomed.  That the blazing wrath of the Lord may die down and he may show you mercy and in his mercy for you may multiply you as he promised your fathers on oath because you have heeded the voice of the Lord your God keeping all his commandments which I enjoin on you today.  Doing what is right in his sight.Yes the Word of the Lord speaks but do we listen?  Take heed to what God is saying to you good people.  Show them no mercy.  Have no pity for them.  The good Lord will show mercy to his chosen people but his wrath shall fall upon his enemies and all those who associate themselves with these enemies of our righteous God.  Our God is a just God.  The injustice of our enemies shall not go unpunished.  You must choose which side you will be on.  You’re either with God or you’re against God.  You’re either among God’s chosen people or you’re among God’s enemies.  The choice is yours.  Now is the time for you to decide.  It’s a matter of life or death.All those who feel the need to declare their allegiance to God come on down to the altar here and pledge your lives to God.  All those who feel the need to make sure they are on God’s side so that they may rest assured that God will be on their side come down to this altar and place your lives in the hands of the almighty God.  All those who feel the need to obtain a ticket to heaven so that you don’t get stuck with a ticket to hell come down to the altar and enlist in the army of the Lord the Most High the Lord of lords and King of kings.  Eternal life or eternal death.  You decide.Praise God I see many willing souls coming to the altar as I speak.  Yes come to God. Lift your hands and raise your hearts to the God who loves you.              (Praise music begins to play after PASTOR PAULsays “…to the God                   who loves you.” There’s a line of people that come on stage.  It may be              an endless line that extends offstage or a short line with DOCat the end.                Whatever the case may be DOCis the fourth person in the line.  When              PASTOR PAULtells them to “lift your hands and raise your hearts…”              the first person in line raises his/her hands up and then the rest of the              people in line, with the exclusion of DOC, follow in like manner one by              one with a slow dominoes/wave effect.)Praise God.              (One by one the people in line approach PASTOR PAUL, being lead by              ushers, with their hands in the air.  PASTOR PAULhas one hand raised              in the air and places the other hand on the forehead of the person in line              who approaches him.  When PASTOR PAULsays “Praise God” the              person he is touching then begins to vibrate as he/she exits offstage to the              opposite side from where he/she entered.  Their vibrations are wild, as if              they are being electrocuted, which creates an over the top image of a              Pentecostal/Charismatic experience.)Praise God.Praise God.Praise God. I said Praise God.              (Music stops.) DOCI think you’re full of bullshit.  I think this whole circus here is full of bullshit.  If there is a God then I don’t think God is on your side.  I don’t think God is on your enemies’ side. I don’t think God takes sides. PASTOR PAULSon do you deny the Word of God? DOCI deny anything that helps you sell this bullshit of yours to those who are vulnerable enough to buy it.  I just wanted to tell you to your face that I don’t buy it.  I wanted to let you know that I think it’s bullshit.  And I want everyone here to know that I think there’s a good chance God might think it’s bullshit as well. PASTOR PAULSon you sound dangerously close to them pacifist faggots who try to undermine the Church’s teachings.  Them faggots who want to get their dirty paws on our good old fashioned religion.  Now I want you to know that that’s not going to happen here.  You’re on the wrong side of the tracks boy.  You spoke up when you should have kept quiet. Folks does this not sound to you like one of them pacifist faggots?  Them tree hugging faggots who attack your good way of life.  Yes.  Yes it does. This silly little faggot here wants to take away your freedom.  He wants to take away your right to life.  If he is not against the enemy then he is for the enemy and if he is for the enemy then he is against you.  Folks we all know the only good faggot is a dead faggot and every single dead faggot shall burn in hell.  The Word of God is clear.  The first chapter of the letter to the Romans puts this faggot in his place.  These are not my words these are God’s words.  Listen to the Word of God.It is a shameful thing to be a faggot.  All those who choose to be a faggot God hands them over to their ignorant mind to do what is improper.  They are filled with every form of wickedness evil greed and malice.  Full of envy murder rivalry treachery and spite. They are gossips and scandalmongers and they hate God.  They are insolent haughty boastful ingenious in their wickedness and rebellious toward their parents.  They are senseless faithless heartless ruthless.  Although they know the just decree of God that all who practice such things deserve death they not only do them but give approval to those who practice them.Have no doubt.  The Word of God condemns faggots like this little queer here to hell. Chapter six of the first letter to the Corinthians justly judges this here faggot to be worthy of hell.Do you know that the unjust will not inherit the kingdom of God?  Do not be deceived. Neither fornicators nor idolaters nor adulterers nor boy prostitutes nor sodomites nor thieves nor the greedy nor drunkards nor slanderers nor robbers will inherit the kingdom of God.Yes that’s right folks.  That’s good and just.  This little queer is going strait to hell but there’s no reason why any of you should have to go with him.  Are you with the good Lord or are you with this filthy faggot?Amen.  You heard the people.  You’re not welcome here.  We don’t want your damned kind around.  Good people pick up your stones and send this filth to hell where he belongs.  Let God’s justice be done.  Throw your stones.              (The front rows of the audience have fake stones which they throw at              DOCwhen PASTOR PAULtells them “Throw your stones.”  The stones              do not phase DOC.)   DOCWell nobody wants to stick around where they’re not welcome. PASTOR PAULThat’s right. DOCAnd I’m already knee deep in your bullshit.  I certainly don’t want to get buried in it. Have fun with your circus.              (DOCexits.) PASTOR PAULHallelujah.  The evil has left us.  God is with us.  Now who wants to go to heaven?  Come on down.  Step right up step right up and show your love for God.  That’s right.              (Praise music begins to play.  PASTOR PAULreturns to the              Pentecostal/Charismatic experience with a line of people on the stage.)Praise God.Praise God.Praise God…              (“Babylon System” begins to play as the lights fade out.) (BLACKOUT) (END OF SCENE)      ACT II Scene 2 SETTING:                                    We are at a war torn suburban street corner.                                                      What was once a nice neighborhood is now a                                                      ghost town with a few homeless people                                                      (MARY, PUNK & TRAMP) hanging around.  AT RISE:                                      MARY, PUNK & TRAMP are gathered                                                                         around a fire.  DOC enters and crosses to the                                                      fire. PUNKWho are you? DOCSome people call me Doc. PUNKWhat people call you Doc? DOCPeople who need my help.  Who are you? PUNKPeople call me Punk. DOCWhy? PUNKCause that’s who I am. DOCWell Punk I’m cold.  Do you mind if I share your fire? PUNKGo ahead. DOCThanks.  Is he alright? MARYThat’s Tramp. PUNKHe’s fine. MARYSo what do you think Doc? DOCAbout what? MARYLife this war politics religion take your pick.  What’s on your mind? DOCI’m thinking this fire feels really good right now.  What’s your name? MARYI forget. DOCWhat should I call you? MARYWhatever you like. DOCIs it alright if I call you Friend? MARYThat sounds nice. PUNKThe bombs’ explosions sure do look beautiful at night.  Look at that one.  It makes you forget about all the destruction that it causes. MARYI like how it changes colors. PUNKThere’s nothing like a good explosion at night. MARYWhere are you coming from Doc? DOCThe circus. MARYThe circus? DOCI call it a circus.  I guess others would call it church. PUNKAre you a churchgoer Doc? DOCNo.  I was just curious.  I wanted to see what would happen if I went. PUNKHeaven or hell.  With or against.  Us or them.  All religions are wrong except for my religion.  That’s what happens. DOCI take it you’re not a big fan of religion. PUNKReligion don’t care about me so why should I care about religion. MARYIt’s not all bad. PUNKThat bomb aint all bad either but it still ruins a lot of people’s lives. DOCIt certainly complicates things. MARYWell life is full of complications.  Anyways.  I think it’s time for me to go to work now. TRAMPGood luck out there. MARYThanks. PUNKBe safe. MARYI will.  Bye Tramp.  See you later Doc.              (Mary exits.) TRAMPBye-bye. DOCSee you Friend. TRAMPHey Punk. PUNKYeah Tramp? TRAMPGuess what time it is? PUNKWhat time is it? TRAMPIt’s time for me to rest my bones in the house of prayer. DOCThe house of prayer? TRAMPThe house of scum bags and tramps like myself.  I’ll see you later Doc.  Later Punk. PUNKTake it easy Tramp. DOCTake care. TRAMPAlright then.  Peace. DOCWhere’s the house of prayer? PUNKIt’s where we rest our heads.  I’ll take you there in a little while. DOCWho’s we? PUNKYou me Tramp and Friend.              (PUNKtakes a joint from behind his ear and lights it either with a                  lighter/match/the fire and shares it with DOC.)Welcome to the family.  Tell me Doc what was that circus church of yours like? DOCIt was a loud noise. PUNKWas it entertaining? DOCMost of the people there were entertained.  They got their money’s worth.  It all seemed empty to me though.              (The sound of a bomb/mortar falling is heard.) PUNKHere comes another one.              (The sound of an explosion is heard.)Fuck it.  Let’s go inside Doc.  I’ll take you to the house of prayer now. DOCThat sounds good to me.              (Bob Marley’s “Coming In From The Cold” begins to play as the lights                           fade out.) (BLACKOUT) (END OF SCENE)  ACT II Scene 3 SETTING:                                    We are inside an abandoned/bombed out church.                                                        There remains a large/giant damaged crucifix.               AT RISE:                                      PUNK & DOCenter.  TRAMPis sleeping. PUNKWelcome to the house of prayer.  Don’t worry Doc.  This church is bombed out and abandoned.  There’s no circus here. DOCIt’s much more peaceful here.  I like it. PUNKI like it too.  My father used to preach here. DOCReally? PUNKTill it got blown up.  My parents were killed here. DOCSorry to hear that. PUNKWho knows maybe my parents are in heaven now.  They definitely believed in that shit. I’ll tell you what I do know though.  This place this house of prayer this house where my parents died is the house where I sleep at night and the house where one can find plenty of good old fashioned moonshine.  You want a drink. DOCPlease.  Thank you.              (DOCdrinks.)Heaven don’t make sense to me.  It don’t seem real.  Tell me Punk.  If there’s no heaven then what is there? PUNKWhy does it matter? DOCI don’t know.  I guess I just want to hear what you think. PUNKHeaven sounds like a dream to me.  I let go of hopes and dreams a long time ago.  You live and you die Doc.  What happens after death don’t really matter to me cause it’s not real yet.  I’m living in the here and now.  The there and what was or the there and what will be don’t mean anything to me.  I just gotta do my best to live well right here and right now. DOCHow do you do that? PUNKYou breathe in and you breathe out.  You make the best of what you’ve got and you don’t waste your time thinking about the past or the future.  You just say fuck it.  That’s the only prayer I pray. DOCFuck it. PUNKAmen.  All that philosophical theological bullshit wears me out.  If everyone would just say fuck it then maybe there wouldn’t be so many circuses so many bombs and maybe there’d be more peace in this world.  Peace don’t need a philosophy or a theology.  It just needs room to breathe. DOCI don’t think everybody wants peace. PUNKSo be it.  Fuck it.  I want it.  If everybody don’t want peace then that’s their problem. They can have their wars and I can have my peace.  They can play with their circuses and drop their bombs and I can breathe in and breathe out and make the best of what I’ve got. When all the problems of the world start closing in on me then that’s the time for me to say fuck it.  I’ve been given this life to live so I might as well live it.  I’m not going to think about it and I’m not going to get all worked up believing in it.  I’m just gonna say fuck it and go ahead and live it the best I can. DOCYou’re starting to sound like a preacher.IPUNKIt’s in my blood.  What about you Doc? DOCWhat about me? PUNKWhat do you have to say about the matter? DOCNot much.  I’ll tell you when I find something worth sharing.  I think you might be on to something though. PUNKWhat’s that? DOCIf we’d just accept life as it is then maybe there’d be less destruction.  Maybe we’d have less conflicts and more peace in our lives. PUNKMaybe. DOCI hate war.  I’m tired of it.  I used to think it was a big game and I thought it would be exciting to play in it.  Now the game’s over for me.  The romance is dead.  I see it for what it is.  It’s a big tragedy.  If you ask the people caught in the middle of it.  The ones who aren’t doing any of the fighting.  Just doing plenty of the dying and mourning.  The casualties of war.  The collateral damage.  The ones who aren’t comforted by bullshit slogans and pretty prayers.  They’ll tell you there’s nothing glorious about it.  It’s an ugly mess.  There’s no winners.  Only survivors. PUNKFuck it. DOCFuck it. PUNKI’m going to sleep Doc.  Help yourself to the moonshine.  I’ll see you in the morning. DOCGoodnight.              (Lights fade out and fade in.  DOC is facing the crucifix when the lights              fade in.)Are you thirsty?  You want a drink?              (Offers drink to the crucifix.)You used to mean something good.  I used to look at you and see forgiveness and love. Now you look like a flag.  You look like a mascot.  I’ve heard about you.  I’ve read about you.  I’ve thought about you.  I’ve even prayed about you.  I wanted to believe in you.  I still do.  But you’ve got to be more than a flag to me.  So many people claim you but I don’t see them following you.  They don’t look like you.  They don’t sound like you. They talk about forgiveness and love but what they really want is a justice that suits them.  They want glory.  They say the story changed when you came along.  You’re supposed to be the savior of the world.  Well what have you saved us from?  What’s changed?  If you just came to save us from the fires of hell from the justice of God then you’re just another clown in the circus.  There’s plenty of people with their tickets to heaven bragging about justice but this world still lacks forgiveness and love.  You don’t look like a savior to me.  You look like a tragedy.  I’ll bet you could use a drink.  I guess I’ll have to drink for the both of us.              (Bob Marley’s “Soul Rebel” begins to play as the lights fade out.) (BLACK OUT) (END OF SCENE)  ACT II Scene 4             SETTING:                                    We are inside the abandoned/bombed out                                                                  church.             AT RISE:                                      DOC is sitting at the feet of the crucifix.                                                                    MARYenters. MARYWhat’s up Doc? DOCHello Friend.  How are you? MARYI’m ok.  How are you? DOCThe moon hangs high above my head and the moonshine weighs heavy on my heart. MARYAre you a poet? DOCI try to be sometimes.  Only on special occasions. MARYSo what’s the occasion? DOCI’ve been having a talk with God. MARYIs that right? DOCYup.  This house of prayer is living up to its name.  You want to finish this? MARYIs that moonshine? DOCYup. MARYNo thanks. I’m already drunk. DOCCool. MARYWhat did God have to say? DOCNothing.  I’m not much of a listener though.  I did most of the talking. MARYExplain something to me Doc. DOCWhat? MARYDoes love exist or is it just a fairy tale? DOCYou might be asking the wrong person. MARYYou say you’ve been talking to God.  And I heard somewhere that God is love.  So I thought you might be able to help me answer that question. DOCI heard the same thing.  If seeing is believing then I haven’t seen much of love lately.  If believing is seeing then I haven’t got much belief in God these days.  I just talk hoping I’ll hear some sort of response.  If there is such a thing as God then this God of ours chooses not to respond to my talking. MARYMaybe God’s just waiting for you to listen. DOCMaybe.  It sure is hard to hear with all these bombs dropping.  The explosions don’t sound like love to me.  God better speak up much louder.  Much much louder if I’m gonna be able to listen to what’s being said.  Till then I guess I’ll keep talkin’ and I’ll do my best to listen.  What was your question? MARYI think you answered it.  I got another one for you Doc. DOCGo ahead. MARYWhat day is it? DOCI’m not sure.  It aint yesterday and it aint tomorrow so I guess that makes it today.  Today today today.  Yesterday has already been written and tomorrow may never come.  Today is alive yesterday is dead and tomorrow is yet to be born so today is the only day we have.  Today today today.              (DOC & MARYhave a laugh together.) MARYHow much have you been drinking?

                                                       DOC
Plenty.  I’m sorry if I’m not making any sense.  It’s the poet in me.

                                                      MARY
That’s alright.  Not much makes sense to me anymore.

                                                      DOC
Me neither. MARYI feel what your trying to say though.  Your heart makes sense to me. DOCWow.  Maybe you could clue me in on that one cause it’s all tangled up for me to be able to understand it.  What kind of sense is my heart making to you? MARYGet busy living and forget all the nonsense. DOCYeah.  My heart sounds similar to Punk’s heart. MARYWhy do you say that? DOCHe was talking about getting on with living and saying fuck it to all the bullshit. MARYThat sounds like Punk.  He has a lot to say worth listening to. DOCYes he does. MARYFuck it.              (MARYsits next to DOCand restsher head on his shoulder.) DOCAmen.  So why did you want to know what day it is? MARYJust curious.  The calendar is disappearing on me. DOCMe too. MARYDo you know why? DOCWhy what?  Why the calendar is disappearing? MARYYes. DOCI have a notion that it disappears for the have-nots.  I’m sure if you ask a man with a suit and tie or a shiny uniform he’ll be able to tell you what day it is.  He has plenty of calendars.  If you don’t use the calendar then the calendar will start to disappear on you. Use it or lose it. MARYI’m losing it. DOCSo am I. MARYLet’s lose it together. DOCThat sounds nice.              (DOCputs his arm around MARY.) MARYThe bombs are getting closer. DOCYes they are. MARYI’m glad I met you Doc. DOCI’m glad I met you.              (DOCkisses MARYon the top of her head.  The sound of a bomb                 dropping gets louder and louder as it becomes apparent that it will land              on the house of prayer.) MARYGoodnight Doc. DOCGoodnight Friend.              (The bomb lands on the house of prayer.  A backdrop with an image of              the bomb’s destruction comes down to conceal the set and players.                Lights begin slow fade.) MANDrop the bombs.  Let them drop.  They won’t drop on you.  They’re a good thing.  A necessary thing.  Let’s rid this world of all the scumbags and punks.  Those pacifist faggots and filthy whores who think they can tell you what’s what.  They are the enemy. They are the reason bombs were invented.  The world’s much better off without them. Trust me.  Trust yourself.  I’m only saying what you’re thinking.  If you’re not thinking it then you should be.We all need to wake up from hopes and dreams.  We all need to wake up and live.  We need to live free from the other worlds out there.  The worlds of our enemies.  Don’t listen to their lies.  Don’t listen to their hopes and dreams.  It’s the survival of the fittest. It’s our world or theirs.  Let the bombs drop.  Let them drop on the scumbags the others the enemies.  They don’t deserve to live.  We deserve to live.  We must survive.  We must.  We just need to open our eyes and see the light.  It’s us or them.The sooner we wake up to this reality this fact of life the sooner we will have what we want.  Peace.  Peace of mind knowing that things are as they should be.  Us on top and our enemies six feet under.  Us alive and our enemies gone.Imagine a world without enemies.  We’ll have this and more just as soon as we wake up from hopes and dreams. Just wake up.  Wake up and live.              (Bob Marley’s “Top Rankin’” begins to play as the lights conclude                           fading completely out.) (BLACKOUT) (END OF ACT)