2016-11-10 / Letters

Trump, the devil, tempts American Dream

To the editor:

It was the night of Nov. 7, in the year of our Lord, 2016. I was getting ready for bed and I passed the television. This was the last stand before the election that would decide the fate of our great Nation, and there he was, pacing the stage of future events and wringing his hands in faked innocence.

I stood back for a moment and realized that there was something familiar about his thinly veiled threats. Over and over the voice said: “I have worked, haven’t I.” The thunder of his voice reached down into my soul, and I remembered where I had heard it before.

It was the dawn of existence once again, and I was a young child sitting in a church pew listening to the voice of evil say to Jesus, “If you will only bow down and worship me, I will give you all of this!” His twisted brow showed the greatness of our nation lying helplessly before this icon of evil. I knew full well that the American Dream was being tempted from the very bowels of hell.

Back and forth he paced the stage with the pleading eyes of feigned innocence dripping like honey from his mouth. He was a caged animal, and it was what he did not say that scared me the most. Suddenly, another voice spoke to my soul and softly said: “They know not what they do.” I put my head back down on my pillow knowing it was going to be a very long night.

William E. Scott
Manor Wood Drive
Traverse City

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