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In every harbour and bay. In every quay, around every corner and turn. There the trade-ships lie destroyed. In the loading bay, very little is still loaded onto trucks. With food shortages everywhere, food is so scarce and bad. Rotting fresh produce is just left in the harbours.

Governments desperately try to appease consumers with lies. But all of this is just useless words blown away by the wind. With little grain sown, there is nothing to harvest. The cock crows three times, with people and nations sold out and betrayed by their own elected governments.

Hopeful, the soldiers dream that peace is around the corner. But soon their blood lies spilled, thick and sticky. The war machine cannot be stopped or appeased. In the feast of the vulture and the crow, their flesh is indeed not disdained. Therefore, pray for time to turn to the last page. Look, in very harbour and bay, there only the fin of the ruthless Great White shark is circling.