Challenge
CASH AND CARRY
Your prompts are: "I said not a word though it meant my life." / "I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down." / "Oh, but the fire went wild." Too many rules make Prose a dull boy so grab something and run with it. Dazzle me with your genius.
God?
This path I trod
God! God?
I'm nothing
My knees are dirty lord
What must I do?
Sodom and Gomorrah flow from my eyes
I dare not look, but feel demise.
Where for art thou, too cliche?
Mayday! Mayday!
How loud must I silently scream?
I need you to show me what u MEAN!
So confused, abused and incomprehensive
Just living to live
Can you not feel the brokenness?
It's to big !
Why can't I lie in the grave I dig?
What must I learn from the suffering you give?
God! God?