Two men dressed as vagabonds sit on the stage, a la Waiting for Godot.
Instead of a tree, there is a large stone, like that which might be rolled away from a tomb.
One of the men is munching a carrot.
As in the Wizard of Oz, a deep voice booms from off-stage, “I said it wasn’t a metaphor for God!”
The men look at one another, shrug, and continue waiting.
