The Holy Flame

    Jan 22, 2022


The fire was burning through the building. Smoke was billowing and turning the sky black. Everything got hot and people started running for their lives.
“Take me to Jesus before he beats me for my sins!!!” Moaned a woman who was praying on the pavement. She was rocking back and forth in anxiety. 
A priest ran over and helped her up. “What are you doing tonight for dinner, young woman?”
The woman brushed her hair out of her bruised face. “I- I was thinking of going for pizza. I want to eat a hot slice of beef jerky as well!”
The priest smiled and held his lips together so tight as he nodded and slapped his own back. “That’s America,” he whispered. “That’s the symbolic virtue of this country, ya feel me?”
“I feel your aura!” Cried the women. 
The two of them put their hands in each other’s pockets and ran up the street. The smoke continued to stream up into the sky as people ran and ducked for cover.