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Finally the page is turned to a dark future. The big cannons lie already loaded and ready. The last harvest is completely lost. With wild savage winds that keep blowing from west to west. So the big onslaught has turned around on itself.

In many quays and bays nothing is loaded or unloaded in the loading docks anymore. On the hot coals there is no meat to turn. Dogs, cats and even grasshoppers are not disdained anymore. With no yard-cock to welcome the new day with a crow, in the famine it was already barbecued as a delicatessen.

On the gallows many guilty statesmen are hanging, swinging in the wind. Together with the worm of death, the crow now also feasts. Now the prey, the man-eater shark is barbecued on the coals. For just a mouthful of food, everyone now interferes maliciously in everyone’s affairs. In cannibalism, blood drips thick and sticky from the machete blade.

No protein of any kind is now disdained anymore. The global famine is big, and it becomes enormous. The world now lies sown with human skulls. While the wind blows sadly over all of this, around the big feast every scavenger now circles together with the crow.