A Child Dies
Suddenly
It stroke
Hard and without mercy
Without notice
Death.
One minute,
filled with joy and tricks
then
all at once,
sound of brakes,
scream from tires,
and The Little Child lies
Silent
Silent on the black surface.
Silence of Death.
So paralyzing
that birds stopped singing.
In the white house
at the side of the road,
on the second floor,
a Mother hears
the sound from screaming brakes,
and rushes,
filled with anxiety,
to the window.
There she sees,
on the road,
in the now icy silence,
lies …….
An iron band
Clutching her chest.
Her heart momentarily stopped
She gasps for air.
A cacophony of colors
Swirling before her eyes.
And then …….
At the roadside
in the blue car,
spasmodic clutching the wheel,
sits
hunched-up,
in a light brown suit,
a man.
His eyes
staring fixed,
unseeing
straight ahead.
And like the woman,
presses the same band
hard his chest
Inhumanly
burdens the knowledge
his shoulders.
He has killed
a child.
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