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Free Writing - Take 49

Does anyone really want to live in a world where the two things that bring us together are the death of a man who made us smile and the attempt to help the helpless by pouring water on our heads. Remember when we were little and we thought getting older was when the real fun would start. We call that the age of innocence, but as kids play catch with bombs thrown from faraway lands, how can we keep supporting this fallacy?  The world is coming to an end they say. They might be right. You know the crazy, delusional nuts we see holding signs, wearing shirts and promising of the reckoning. We always laugh about this apocalypse or that, but are we not smack dab in the middle of one? This one is fighting with that one over color, religion, health rights, the heat of my fucking coffee dammit! Where has civility gone? Why can't we love anymore. This wife fucking her best friend's husband, while her husband, wines and dines his coworker. Meanwhile the kids see the painted veil and follow suit. Son uses power to dominate and denigrate, while daughter uses her body as a weapon to advance, both losing their innate ability to love themselves, let alone others, handing down what their parents taught them to their dysfunctional kids. All the while we all scream about karma and turn around is fair play on social media, hoping there are none who read between the lines. Alone I sit, wishing nothing more than to wrap my arms around my Marla, facing the enormous windows, as buildings fall and we put our faith in chaos and denounce the control that does nothing but cause our demise.

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