Little HopeA Chapter by Not A WriterAn illustration revealing the life of me.
The noon’s heat rages bitterly, As the fainthearted retreat to the cold shadows. Scattered corpses lie desolate among the desert, While large clay jugs ooze their droplets of water among the dead. When the drops finally reach the deceased, The dead rise, one by one - all struggling. Everywhere, people continually claw their way to the shade, Ignoring that one little clay pot, which freely gives life. Traces of mortal blood and a small puddle of water only reveal That that little clay pot broke into tiny shards of earth against human flesh. Besides the scattered, shattered shards stands a large jug of water, And . . . the weary souls eventually scramble their way back home- Safely. © 2011 Not A WriterAuthor's NoteReviews
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7 Reviews Added on May 3, 2011 Last Updated on May 4, 2011 AuthorNot A WriterKyoto, MI, JapanAboutJapanese writer Into all things anime 日本万歳. どんなに頑張っても私を見つける.. more..Writing
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