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zaterdag 28 oktober 2017
science fiction a short story : A little boy !!
The little boy stood in line, waiting patiently, untill it was his turn. ' well, what will it be boy'
the shopassistant said, a tea bag sir, please. just a tea bag, they come in cartons now. one will do sir, I'll ask if that's possible. Mr. B. ! the assistant returned with the bag. because it's just one, this time free of charge.
Thank you sir, what's that you're doing, as you see, whirling it above my head sir, he threw it in a corner of the shop, a deafening explosion followed. Ev'rybody in the store was flung to the floor by the pressure. Windows broke, flames erupted, smoke curled upwards from the smashed windows. all the shopowner could tell afterwards, 'it was just a litle boy throwing a tea bag.
Not much later reports came in from all over the district about shops, later buildings being demolished by fire. Always there was a mention of a little boy at the scene, throwing a tea bag !, by the time blocks of flats were coming down, there was a man hunt out for a little boy.
Army and police were after him, for no longer buildings were in demand, militairy targets were on his list by now. Ammunition depots, navy vessels they were all game, Always the boy was seen, but lost out of sight, eventually they caught up with him outsidea theatre, Albert Hall, it was people he now was after, a mass of them.
in came the Special forces, they surrounded him, the boy spotted that, came out of his hiding place whirling his little tea bag, no emotion on his face, rifles cracked all bulls eye , but it didn't seem to harm him. He stopped whirling, instead he swallowed the bag the corners of his mouth twitched looked almost if he smiled.
A massive explosion ruptured the street in two a smoke column rose upwards to the sky, it went on and on going higher and higher reaching outer space, it. seemed to go to another Milky Way still smoking.
now flames were pouring from the smoke, making it very much like a comet, pictures sent down by the satelites showed the head of the smoke column was very much like the little boy's features, does make you wonder don't it !!
zondag 22 oktober 2017
The aftermath
she was one great woman
never said she'd leave
kept me satisfied in love
with so little I was pleased
now she's gone away
feelin' out of place
I never broke the peace
yet, she never left me
she decided to call it a day
used me as a puppet
with whom she would play
a toy thrown in to the shade
I'm stuck with my love
thought she wouldn't leave
my heart misses its beat
it won't bring her back to me
so I'm siiting here
with a wasted life
with a pain I can bear
it'll heal in time
packing my suitcase
haven't got much left
collecting all my things
don't think I'll be back
(c) JR. Eightees
vrijdag 22 september 2017
Little blue eyes
little
blue eyes, she has seen it all
her
innocence fell about the first time
a
gun roared like hell and when it came down
there
was only silence
it
wasn't easy to remain standing
little
blue eyes did just that, without a drop from her eye
she
looked out over the devistation, trying hard to undertsand
child's
eyes take in more than they need
ev;ry day
she cried a litle growing up
evr'day day a far cry from reality
in
the shadow of her life she cries
as
her
litlle blue eyes were
drowned
for
life
drowned
for
life
(c) JR.
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