Waiting.

A look at what a Mother must always endure, childbirth is not the only pain she goes through for her children.

Chaos heard from all around her, bustling people, shoes screeching on polished marble floors and chatter, albeit whispers that are in bed with stares, she had become used to it. What to do now, where to go, how to hide? Clever men share swords and jibes for weeks on end, Malay versus Carter, the amendments, Europe over and over again little women in tight skirts running up and down aisles with stacks of green paper telling tales of old.

One has to scoff at tradition, like every situation is the same, a murder over a hundred years ago can't negate why we do what we do today. Yet precedent is the ruler of the land is it not? Told that the law is reason free from passion, good old Aristotle I wonder how he would fair today, probably stuffed into some unknown column in a blog that no one reads.

Then here we are, sitting comfortably on wood that has sat many over the years. Covered merely by arms and thin wool, watching as I've always watched, unable to control, help or let go. I hate the colour orange, I hate it, even now that it covers the most precious gem I have, tears well and glisten against the brightness of outside, the place I must go again, yet he never will, be strong my darling boy, my murderer, my son.

Author's Note

A short piece, I write with the purpose to share a story.

Reviews

[Sue Ellen Walker-Koenig]

No, "They" would simply lock Aristotle up, Copernicus may serve "Their" purpose, of an order "they" would like to sell. Definitely Galileo would have been a yes man, funding and all, but behind the scenes.
Basically "they" sell everyone lies and guess what, everyone is buying. Good write.
Truly if your Son passed, my deepest sympathy.
INTUITUS

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you INTUITUS for the review, no I don't have a son, just merely my interpretation of a Mothers complexity.

[Baby Ricochet]

Great story buddy. Congrats on hitting the number one spot.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you, I wasn't aware I hit the number one spot!

[Pryde Foltz]

good old Aristotle I wonder how he would fair today, probably stuffed into some unknown column in a blog that no one reads.

Reality TV and stardom at every cost, I guess. We value odds things and breeds twisted stock.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed thank you Pryde.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Layer upon layer... from simple to complex. Perhaps some of your finest, Thomas.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Ufox

[Mark]

How painful it must be for a mother to have a son who is a murderer. Deftly written, the emotions come through.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed, thank you x

[Michael Oliver]

Always the poet Thomas with a poets control and a poets economy and complexity in each phrase. A flickering picture book of images and still material to be solved in the heart . I admire your skill Thomas may be to envy but only may be :)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Why thank you kind sir. x

[Michael Oliver]

Dont mention it young man

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thomas you set the scene of pointless loss for the traditions of communities mired in prejudice passed along the generations. Funny how a colour or a flag or a song can divide communities. The Troubles well told in a flowing and elegantly constructed story.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you John.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Most well written and interesting Thomas I really enjoyed it.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Vidya

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome:)

[dillonjensen]

Brilliant. The parts about precedent and Aristotle couldn't be any more true. Very well done, Thomas. Keep your pieces coming!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Dillon

[Frieda P]

Got to the ending and had shivers all up and down my spine Thomas....as a mother this really gets me reeling. I could hear Queen's bohemian rhapsody in the background 'Mama, just killed a man'...is this just fantasy?

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

It is, this is just my feelings when I see Mothers in court rooms.

[Jack...]

Thomas, this was so deep and captivating. Very nicely done my friend.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Jack.