Gone Too Soon

Mixture of reality and fiction.

Thin

Trickle of blood

Nothing more

All that remains

Of the small child.

Who

Once ran

Under a bright sun.

Now

Obscured

By the gathering

Nimbus clouds.

Threatening

To burst

It's seams

With a deluge.

Removing

What little remained

Of the precious memories

That ran around

Only an hour

Ago.

Cut down

By a cruel fate

Of being

In the wrong spot

At the wrong time.

As

The garbage truck

Made it's wide turn

To the right.

Unaware

Of the tragedy

Unfolding beneath

It's wheels

Until too late.

A

Turn made

Countless time

Over the years

Without incident

Til now.

With

A five year old

No longer able

To play hopscotch

Or any other games.

Except

In the memories

Of family

And friends.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is a real tear jerker...

we wonder why this happens...innocence cut down like this at such an early age...and then there are those really nasty people who live to be in their 90's.

how ironic.

[therisa]

So very true, Jacob. This was inspired by the death of a 5 yr old girl, who was crushed to death by a garbage truck, in the east end of the city that I live in.