19 Jun

I am me, a single entity. My own will, and my life is my own. A thousand humans swarm your streets, scavenging for their daily bread, while I stand still amid the racket. They’re herded into booths like cattle, milked of all their dignity while force fed shit that makes their breath an infectious poison to the rest that’s left. All they wanted was to be suited and booted, and locked in your offices to do your dirty work, but the cream wasn’t rich enough for you, you greedy cowards. Face me, I am alone.  Alone is safer than within the packs of rabid code; one bite, one death, no one will know. I am unnoticeable until I do not bow to your regimes of farming humans through a system. Numbers don’t frighten me, because I am one.


2 Responses to “One”

  1. misskzebra June 19, 2013 at 2:18 pm #

    The piece has a nice rhythm to it and some good imagery.

    Be careful not to mix up your “their”, “there” and “they’re”‘s though. “They’re” in the third line should be “their”.

    It’s an interesting piece, gritty.

    • francesclarke07 June 19, 2013 at 3:50 pm #

      Thanks for the comment! Silly me, this was one of those splurges-on-a-page sort of pieces, should have done a better read over of it before I pressed that ‘publish’ button! All better now thanks 🙂
      Glad you stopped by x

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