Our Greatest Enemy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A young native warrior learns of the future and what it holds for mankind.

Submitted: May 11, 2012

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I was approached by a young warrior of ourtribetoday. As the shaman of our village he knew that I had seen much already, and knew much of what was to come in the far distant future. He asked me what the future held and what he could do to help; I have often talked of the great enemy, the thing that would destroy the world.

Inviting him to my tipi I told him of all the things that would be, transportation that could move faster and go farther than the fastest horse, great birds that we sat in and could cross the great bodies of water from which the white man came. Even they with their advanced technology took great amounts of time to travel that far. The guns that they carried now would become infinitely more deadly. There are things that I cannot even describe that have the capability to destroy the entire world, to destroy all, leaving the earth a barren shell. Men would discriminate against other men because of the color of their skin. They would beat and kill each other just because they are different. They would slaughter each other in the hundreds, then the thousands as time progressed until war and death was just a normal part of everydaylife.

Hero’s would rise up occasionally to make a change, it would seem that for a time things could only get better but in the end they would be killed themselves for their beliefs. Dark sludge would spill into the great waters killing the plants and animals. But through all this man would still not notice what happening until it was too late. All these things were caused by our greatest enemy and nothing could stop it.

The worst part about it is that through all this man would make so many advancements. We would live for decades longer than we do now. Sicknesses could be cured that would leave a man dead now. Even as is seemed we were getting better the majority of us would become complacent, choosing to just accept our lot in life not believing we could make a change. The great enemy would take advantage of that.

I told him there is nothing you can do to change the future; the great enemy cannot be defeated. I sent the warrior away withmorequestions than he had when had arrived. It is a sad thing to know that man has all the potential to be great, but he could never understand that man’s greatest enemy is ourselves.


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