Friday, March 11, 2005

View Overhead

Police activity following the shooting of two fellow officers, a judge and court reporter in and around a court house seemed frantic. Except for the fact it took place in an American city, it did resemble so many scenes in Iraq, Iran and other un-democratic countries shown on the TV these past many months. Where chaos is ruled the flow. Frantic crime scene participants mixed with life as normal one block away. Uneffected living sharing the same air with the crushed, the breathless. The view over head is sanitary. Repetitive. Speculative.

Yesterday it was pajamas.

Technical advances. Economics. Soul. Self preservation. Arch-enemies. Dirty faced angels doin' their best. Free will. Living wills. Bird in flight. high pressure system over the west. Parched.

He is running a fever. Has an unproductive cough. Why did we let her stay here with similar symptoms? Won't happen to me. Besides, they are family. Now the innocent suffers. Maybe this will help his body to fight off illness for the remainder of his life, What a crazy system. The flowers look beautiful. The sunset breath-taking. The truck starts. We feel safer on the road up here. The doctor will give us wisdom. Hopefully I will live. My son needs healing. And that is mostly what is on my mind. Frantic between the ears. But you would never know it, looking from over head.

1 Comments:

Blogger Tom said...

I hope your son feels better soon.

10:43 AM  

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