Irony in green

The crisp green bills seemed to have a say in the business of every human form, a refrain from mentioning on the planet this coincidence occurs is purely on scientific grounds. One day, the lack of it, accentuated violent reactions from certain pockets of the world, common folks who were acquainted with the task of domestication turned into fire blowing dragons, the idyllic vagabonds turned into messiahs seeking the truth behind the loss, simple peasants accepting the role of foot soldiers and the children, donning the garb of witnesses to this gory ritual.

When the need became irrespressible, the lord decided to send his ring wraiths to restore parity, to unify and bring the world under his regime, which would ensure any further need would be with in his house of commons. But, it never so happened, the lord floundered as the rebellion escalated in audacity and strategy, he used it then, the last trick in his bag of wonders, he sold a dummy. He created duplicates, peace reigned; though not long. They were back, the good old fellas, demanding their rightful share. The lord looked cryptically ahead, unsure on how to stall the chaos, which was demanding his throne of dominance as the price to pay for those green colored bits of paper.