Shadows of time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

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The shadows of time, passing across the washing line of life, while watching the people standing over the dead, where the bodies lay twisted and creased like washing from a machine. Why oh way do the shadows have the feeling they have been this way before, for all they have seen are wars. If only the shadows could say to the people what ever happened to the boys making their air fix modals, and girls playing with their dolls, and most of all the people who worshipped the crucifix. Where are the birds singing in the trees, but then again where are all the trees, for all around us are concrete jungles. Where are the rivers that once flowed with life, are now just flowing with blood. It makes the shadows sad to see the people crying without wiping their eye , for their hands are full of roses ready to throw in the rain, while praying in vain, for a saviour to raise from the ashes of hell.


Submitted: April 14, 2014

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