Queuing at the gates of Hell

Queuing at the gates of Hell

Brendan Seery.

South Africans have been arriving regularly of late.

Sweat was pouring off the face of the man with the long white hair and beard. “Hell! it’s hot here!” he gasped. His companion – with the piercing eyes, hawk nose and trim goatee – said: “What do you expect? It’s Hell…” The white-haired one looked around in disbelief: “Every time I think I will wake and find it’s been a nightmare … but it’s not. “I told people religion was the opium of the masses and that places like Heaven and Hell are figments of the imagination. But I was wrong.” The goatee man said: “I understand, Herr Marx....




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