They feed me and carry me about as if I’m crippled. I can neither see nor touch my great-great-great-grand-children. My bones quake within me. My strength is gone. Why, life, do you persist? Why, oh death, do you flee? Come to me now! Snatch me away! Take me to rest.
She welcomed him warmly, but he paced-around angrily, “Two more months, if nothing happens, I’ll get myself, a fruitful wife.” She sorrowed but boldly said, “The doctors say there’s nothing wrong with me. If you’ll only check yourself… Nine months later, Junior arrived but the reason why became Senior’s top-secret.
Pride of the Forest City stood tall, good life in fair weather. Esteemed branches spread out courageously, while the leaves swayed in tune with the wind. But, the aliens arrived unheralded – blades shiny sharp. It happened so fast and the city lost its pride. Survivors bemoaned and craved for motility.