Sunday Whirl – Mobs

Charm slides away as if rinsed by unseen rain. I see the crowd mingling by what should be startling. They filter blame, calling names trying to bite of the limbs of victims. Slowly they crawl back to the shadows dismayed by the limits on others attention.

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4 thoughts on “Sunday Whirl – Mobs

  1. Mankind can be pretty ugly can’t it? It is funny that seeing the prompt words your mind took you to areas which probably would escape many others. However is maybe your writing always takes you down that path.

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