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Meagerers - Muted
#WritcoStoryPrompt37
The severely malnourished child was on the verge of death. I quickly set up an IV to give him much needed nutrition and other supplements.
As the buildings were somewhat stacked upon each other meanwhile upon seeing it from underneath you would see death looming upon you; it was just cheapness but they named it with no shame or caching by saying "it is what is the role of nature, it is a simple law a Pareto principle, it's the Zipf's law; the richer get rich and the poor stay poor it's a fact we have to accept. Just like how the snowball accumulates more snow as it grows, the same happens with life.",
they knew their powers were so high that even if they were to act anymore it would be of no use, but, ruling over with their might would mute the voices of the common people, would mute the voices of the meagerer people, yea what a way to insult 80% of your population, but, still, we damped our voices in the bolsters of our pain.
" can you say anything now? just, please, can you?" I clamoured in a requesting yet annoyed tone.
I wanted to be familiar, to be family.
© Jaya Sharma
The severely malnourished child was on the verge of death. I quickly set up an IV to give him much needed nutrition and other supplements.
As the buildings were somewhat stacked upon each other meanwhile upon seeing it from underneath you would see death looming upon you; it was just cheapness but they named it with no shame or caching by saying "it is what is the role of nature, it is a simple law a Pareto principle, it's the Zipf's law; the richer get rich and the poor stay poor it's a fact we have to accept. Just like how the snowball accumulates more snow as it grows, the same happens with life.",
they knew their powers were so high that even if they were to act anymore it would be of no use, but, ruling over with their might would mute the voices of the common people, would mute the voices of the meagerer people, yea what a way to insult 80% of your population, but, still, we damped our voices in the bolsters of our pain.
" can you say anything now? just, please, can you?" I clamoured in a requesting yet annoyed tone.
I wanted to be familiar, to be family.
© Jaya Sharma
