dilluns, 25 d’abril del 2011

WHO ARE WE? SMALL ANTS, THAT’S IT!

She blinked her eyes,  a shiver left she speechless... What was it? She lay awake, taking her time, shaking like a leaf, talking nonsense in a lower voice, grumbling about some silly thing... There was a cold grey light in the tent, it was high time the sun rose... It was lighting! She rolled the sleeping bag, lazed around not for long and went wearily outside. Most people still had their eyes shut, but in tone corner of the field a helicopter had just landed. The pilot climbed out and she walked over to him.
“What’s the news?” she asked nervously. The man had a blank look and hid his eyes , in fact he was a very long way away.
“The worst ever. Two thirds of the country’s under water.” Julia’s legs gave way and walked staggering to her tent.

Who are we? Small ants, that’s it! In a second it all can make a 360º turn... The current of life sweep us away.

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