Hot sand under my feet, almost burning me in the heat.
I never guessed it would be this beat.
Hot sand making me jump.
Walking to the automobile.
Remembering from the past. That window from up there. Reminds me of the past.
Two weeks ago, time fly's by fast. A little girl, three or four. In the disabled line, how sad. Cannot maintain her balance.
Line moved forward, accidentally had fallen down. The guard came at her and wiped her. Blood splattered, tear wept.
She was in great pain, until I prayed. More tears, and I whispered, "aman." Hot sand and hot gravel under my feet, almost burning me in the heat. I never guessed it would be this beat.
"My car is the black Buick encave, right over there," As Ms. Pearl pointed out. Waited for her, by the passenger side. " Ms. Pearl how do you open this?"
She looked funny, "There's a handle on the door, that you press inwards and you open it."
I look downwards at the door handle. I pressed inwards, the darn thing wouldn't open.
I kept pressing inwards. Until Ms. Pearl shoved me, "Move it!!! I got this," She murmured.
My heart began to pump real fast, that it could hardly catch a breath. My eyes were widely open. "Christ watch me open this. Chris.... Chris! Come on girl, you need to see this.
In order, to learn," she huffed. What....... What exactly does she mean? I was watching! Chris calm down, She just needs better vision. After all, she is old. Okay, count to ten slowly Chris.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... "Chris!!! Chris, what are you doing? We need to move," Ms. Pearl demanded. I sat on the passenger seat, "What's the hurry?"
And she slaps on the gas pedal.
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I Am Only Human
Mystery / Thriller"We fight and we shed. Every inch and every sorrow, we cry. In the world we live in, in the world we feed on. Sorrow can leave you spending in a frame. With so much guilt and pain. Sorrow was taken as a game, but it's so much more than and emotio...
