From Fandango’s picture prompt challenge

Splashing in the graceful river, we are friends together. Life has been tough, and there isn’t enough food to go around. Our stomach’s are never full, but we still smile at the little things – laughter, play and friendship.

Friendship isn’t a little thing though. It is how we survive another day, not in paradise, but in a war zone. We are all orphans. It isn’t an option to give up. Why do you ask? Because we are still living, the sun is still shining, and we have friends to pull us through.

One day we will have to stop being children. One day we will pick up a gun, just like our father’s before us. Today is for being children. Look around you, the sun is shining. Cool water filters across the perfect stones, washing their guilt, starting the whole process again.

Everyday we are reborn. One day we hope for peace, but the possibility of man stopping his pursuit of power is never ending. It is like the steady stream of bombs scorching the air red.

For now, we play.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

5 thoughts on “From Fandango’s picture prompt challenge

  1. Oh, my! The last line made it so powerful! Children in war-torn areas live in a messed up parallel universe. Crushes my heart to read this piece because in many parts of the world, this is reality. πŸ™

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