A New Beginning

Harsh office blocks stand together in a tight huddle against the sunlight.

This is my world – 2042 – A world where we move from one road to another without knowing why. I go to work to stop myself from starving, but the tax on fuel cripples me. I rarely use my car these days, but today I need to be at work on time.

We pass each other in the street, each worker aware of the rest. We are like bees in a hive, buzzing around in our cars. Shuffling forward, we go no further than the rest. Money long since gone, credit is the only currency now.

Credits for food, credits for our homes, and credits to live.

I can only imagine being free of all this. They say there is a place, still covered in green. A beautiful place, where trees grow as tall as tower blocks. We learnt in school of a time where we were free.

Free to work wherever we wanted without asking permission of the government. Not in some office block, rifling through the endless files, to check up on others who break the law.

Drinking coffee, plastic, paper – All banned – in a bid to be in a better world some day.