He first asked as a nine year old after questioning the colour if the sky. He expected straight answers but his questions rebounded – snowballing in confusion.
Frustrated, he explored answers at eighteen. Relationships, challenges, study, finances, faith and employment blended with homelessness and incarceration.
Finally resting, the meaning of life is right under his nose.
Written in response to the photo prompt below from the weekly #55wordchallenge
The infantry rolled in at nine then called for fresh supplies at ten. They screamed for backup before noon and by three they were ready to surrender.
Alas, five o’clock arrived and the fighting stopped. They’ll return to the office tomorrow and with the curse of Mondayitus, they’ll fight the week out.
She shook under his command, a mere pawn in his game. He followed the pattern, pushing her hard, building speed, before pulling back for a rest. His power came in knowing that she’d obey his command.
Her engine was hot; her carriage rattled, she placed hope in the driver change planned for the next station.
Sitting on a train seemingly going nowhere.
“This train will be delayed for five minutes”
The carriage as one turn to their watches. Shaking heads as they check the time – sure signs of how important they must be.
I don’t look but can feel the scar on my wrist and I’m thankful to be alive
Today is R U OK day — just part of World Suicide Prevention week. All it takes is a few words and a question mark to change a life. Ask someone today “R U OK?”
So cold, their feet felt as if they would shatter like ice with each step.
‘Just put one foot in front of the other, we’ll be ok’
They hadn’t seen another human for over 3 weeks. Even he had begun to doubt his own words.
Soon he feared they’d be fighting over the final bullet.
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