..Recast!

STRANGE FACES

She use to hear of you,

And wondered how something spelt with only three letters could cause so much trouble,

People crying, phone’s ringing, footsteps getting louder, and she would ask “what is all the chaos

About?”

 She didn’t understand why everyone was going crazy!

Sound like a thunderstorm

BOOM BOOM!

What’s going on?

 Mommy where are you?

Daddy?

Hello?

Anybody?

*No answer*

 She is her own now

It feels like quicksand

The more she struggles the more she sinks.

Fighting to get out,

But it grips without mercy.

“Be still” She screams in her head,

But her emotions seem to overshadow her mind.

 Her body is unwilling.

She hears footsteps getting closer,

Its gets louder every second and strange faces surround her.

The words “HELP ME” feebly escape her lips

The strangers stop and stare at her with sympathy.

She cries to the strangers to relieve her pain being that she has no more strength of her own.

The strangers tried to pull her out gently, but the quicksand became even more vicious!

 The strangers are yelling at the quicksand to let go,

But the quicksand keeps mocking indicating its scheme to fight till the finish.

The strangers are become more brutal, and attack the quicksand.

It’s now the strangers versus the quicksand.

Voices whisper that the strangers’ only want what’s underneath the soil,

Let them have it she quavered

 Her body and mind desire to be free from this torment and all the strangers

Want is a piece of what’s in abundance underneath the soil.

 How can the quicksand not recognize her agony?

How could three letter words rupture her world without the slightest remorse?

 She has no other choice than to fight for her liberation!