Never Forget


Not so long ago, a world made of glass

slowly reached an impasse

At war with tenacious beliefs bolstered

by the timidity of belief distorted

They waited for dark times to pass

Cracks begin to form — soon, a crevasse

Devastation ensued en masse

Repercussions sorted by leaders they’d once courted

in this world made of glass

Counting minutes passing through an hourglass

Desperately hiding from those devoting time to harass

Some attempts to escape thwarted

For others, kind words from strangers exhorted

All the while, fighting enemies gathered in fields of grass

to shelter this world made of glass

Photo: Dale Rogerson

Prompt: Friday Fictioneers, Tablo Prompts


  1. Enjoyed your take on this picture. Such an image of history you allude to. How breakable and fragile this world was, fighting between politicians and battling on fields of grass. Never realizing, the end was always near, the sands of time less and less, and their civilization fractured.

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