Beam of Light

        ( Below is a story I wrote after being inspired by a friend of mine who had to write on the topic ' beam of light ' for a contest. So it is a conversation between a prison inmate and the duty guard. )

Prisoner: Hello there I want to ask you if this interests you. Can you see that beam of light coming through my french window. Funny I call it french cause this box is so small when I close one of my eyes its the only thing I see. So what do u think about it.

Hmm The thing is sometimes I feel that Mr God himself has opened that little door to what he calls home and is trying to give me hope that I will survive. Funny again because I aint alive am I? Sentenced to this small 5x5 box of 1feet thick concrete walls with a door made of solid steel so hard that not even a bazooka could blow it apart. Ha anyways back to where we were ; your turn.

Guard: No you deserve no hope .No faith in god can save you either. Your crimes have surpassed human ;you are a demon if not the devil himself!

Oh this is interesting you find my faults devilry of sorts.

Here ponder this I have another thought.

May be that light is to remind me that the world outside is full of hypocrites ;who murder, rape and covet what is not theirs to do so and that i am a single soul that is untainted with the sins of mortal men. May be I am put here to talk to myself and tell me that what I did was right and that is why the light shines for the righteous, or in your terms the holy.

Well these my friend ..if I may, are my day dreams that I give you but the night has much deeper meaning to it.

So would you like to hear more of it? About the moon, the maestro and the magic?

Guard2: Pedro stop talking to that lunatic. He will twist your mind and feed you to it. like rats eating their own dead. Shut up you fool, Silence! or you will see no light at all.