Arobis

I come here often, usually to clear my mind or to socialize with other like-minded people. Here everyone is happy to see me. They greet me with joy and appraisal as if they actually missed me. While the rest of society seems to shin someone like me. But why? Why is it such a daunting task to show compassion to others? I do the best I can to be as good of a person I can be. I’m not a shining model but at least I make an effort to treat others with some kind of respect. Why is it so hard for others to do the same? I can’t tell you the last time I had a legitimate smile, but when I’m here I truly happy, for a few hours anyway.

tick tick ticking of the clock clip clop the horses trot tick tock the time draws near tick tock he's almost hear in this moment his final hour his last words they have no power guilty is the one whom we shame he is innocent he cries in vain still they trot clip clop and the clock's tick tock they shout they haller they point and stare "look at the bad man other there" the clip clops sudden stop but the tick tock continues on out of the cage his hands are bound he can only look at the ground he counted every step he takes he noted every breath he makes up the steps to start the show he stares at the crowd below "have you any last words

All is quiet on this moonlit night. I sit swinging under the starry sky The grass is tall the trees are bare the wind it blows through my hair. I softly swing and the metal squeaks my hair brushes against my cheeks. I look up to see kids laughing, and I wonder how this could happen Smiling and jolly they ran and sang from the monkey bars some did hang Down the slide and up the ladder, I couldn't ignore the children's' laughter These ghostly being pale and light, danced and played on this moonlit night Could this be a hallucination or just a vivid imagination I couldn't believe what I was seeing, this is too real to be a dream I stood up and

I was an older man much older than some thought I was. In my younger days, I was much more agile and outgoing. But I have grown more mature and settled down with the love of my life. Forty-three years we had been married and they were they greatest forty-three years of my life. Unfortunately, she was not blessed with the ability to conceive but that didn't bother me, just having her around was enough enjoyment for me. The countless, lavish celebrations we had, the entire city was invited. No real reason to celebrate, just a gathering event of socialization, invitations weren't necessary. Ah, yes those were the days, young, fun and a little bi

The dawn has broken it is late i I slept through my alarm again. As I open my eyes I stretch my arms planting my hands against the wall for leverage. Dreading to have to face the day ahead I place my feet on the carpet and stand up. As I walk toward the bathroom I wonder why I am even doing this, is out of necessity, or habit? I turn on the water to the shower and step in. I contemplate everything that has happened in my life up to this point. Thirty minutes go by and I step out of the shower. After drying off I walk back to my bedroom and put the clothes on that have been picked out the night before. The formal tuxedo was a bit loose I didn'