They walk, they talk.
They slurp, they burp.
They slide, they slip.
They walk with no destination.
They walk with no hesitation.
They've got better stuff
to do surely? No. Never.
Ever.No.
They sit down on the
grass after a long day
of nothing. They look
up at the sky. Why?
What they can clearly
see is a resemblance
of their society, their
people and their self. Then
they quietly cry to themselves
and decide to live.
Wow Jack-Lewis this is amazing you did a great job of it can't wait to see your next one (be sure to please me!!)
ReplyDeletethnxs... I will!=)
ReplyDeletethat's my favorite one yet! well it's a tie between that and what you have written in Skyscrapers.
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