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In the darkness a lamp burns and to spiritual victory a “Tramp” stands opposite Trump. The king sat haughtily on his throne. In the bush the tramp humbly prayed. The “beast” grinned with his iron teeth. But the sealed were sealed by an impenetrable heavenly shield.

The old dark night was heavy and pitch black like a deep, dark well. But the emerging new sunny day was light, clear, pure white. From a world-pride royalty class, there reigns Donald Trump. Dressed in rags, humbly born from no nobility. There prays modestly but powerfully God’s tramp, his chosen “Tramp”.

From every wind direction, to every continent and country. There, suffocating hell surrounds humanity from all sides. Oh, just look at the cities burning. There is no purchasing power, there is no cash. The air, sea and land transportation systems are completely stranded. The consumers are dependent on the digital brand and from Trump ‘s hand.

Oh, the devil’s fork is dangerously serrated. But woe, oh woe to the world, God’s razor-sharp sword cuts accurately and it cuts everywhere. Oh, the Spirit of God in man is alive, it enlightens the soul and mind in Wisdom. But the knowledge of the world belongs to Satan.

This knowledge is useless and dark, it is inactive and dormant. So, know therefore, oh man, in this darkness there does burn a bright lamp. And in Spiritual victory there sits opposite a one-world order and the mighty Trump. A sack-clad tramp, yes God’s own, so beloved “Tramp”.