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THE ANGEL OF DEATH AND THE KING
ANGEL OF DEATH
(The King is sitting on his throne. The Peasant Man and the Peasant Woman are standing before the King. The Soldier is standing beside the King)
PEASANT MAN: Please forgive me, your majesty. It is true that I stole some bread, but I did it for my family.
PEASANT WOMAN: (crying) We haven’t eaten in days. My children cry day and night.
KING: I don’t care!. You stole from me and you should pay for that.
PEASANT MAN: Your majesty, I am so sick that I’m unable to work. The pain is unbearable!.
KING: (he stands and tells the soldier) Take them away, and keep them locked for three months.
PEASANT WOMAN: No, please I’m begging you!. Who will take care of my children?.
KING: I don’t want to listen to you anymore. Get out of here!.
PEASANT WOMAN: (crying) You are so cruel. Have mercy of us!.
(The Soldier, the Peasant Man and the Peasant Woman leave the stage)
KING: I don’t know what compassion is. (he sits. A man in ragged clothes but with a terrifying face enters the stage and stands before the King. The King stand) Who are you?.
ANGEL OF DEATH: I am the destroyer of happiness and the divider of friends.
KING: Who let you in?.
ANGEL OF DEATH: I don’t need anybody’s permission to come into your palace.
KING: I’ll call my soldiers and they will throw you out of here!. You’re so disrespectful!. You must be a thief like the ones I just sent to jail before you came in.
ANGEL OF DEATH: I am not scared of you or anybody else, and I don’t feel threatened by your soldiers. And you’re right, I am disrespectful because I don’t respect tyrants. You can not escape from me!.
KING: (scared) Are you the Angel of Death?!.
ANGEL OF DEATH: Yes, I am.
KING: Please, I beg you, let me live one more day. I hurt a lot of people and I must ask for their forgiveness. I need time to give back everything I stole from the poor. I don’t want to die without repenting and confessing my sins and be judged by the Lord and suffer punishment, and shame.
ANGEL OF DEATH: That’s impossible!. How can I grant you one more day if the days of your life are counted and your breaths numbered.
KING: Then give me an hour!.
ANGEL OF DEATH: The hour was in the account, and has passed while you regret your actions. It has finished along with your breaths…you only have one left.
KING: Who will be with me, when I am taken to my grave?.
ANGEL OF DEATH: Only your good deeds.
KING: I didn’t do good deeds!.
ANGEL OF DEATH: Then you will be destroyed in a lake of fire created by the Almighty.
KING: I’m begging you, don’t take me with you. Have mercy of me!.
ANGEL OF DEATH: (raises his right arm) Now you want mercy after all you have done?. After you sent to jail those poor people?. (The King falls to the floor and dies) I don’t know what compassion is.
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