Thursday, 13 September 2012

Suffer Little Children To Come Unto Me...

Suffer Little Children To Come Unto Me

“Tie balloons to the fence outside your window.” he said. “That’ll attract kids. Get the kids and adults always follow.”
In the cold, unflinching light, shrill voices herald tiny running feet.
My chest pounds but I force deep calming breaths.
Sad salty sobs refresh my lost family’s memory.
Raising the rifle, I centre the crosshairs.


This was written in response to Rebecca Treadway's photo prompt  for 55 Word Challenge over at Jezri's Nightmares

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