A Social Announcement

Two small kids running playing with man made toys. A house decorated with past memories. The world stood at their feet one day. That’s our mother why are her eyes closing by themselves?. Stand still son act like a man this is a social announcement. We are attending a meeting push the collar up we need to look neat. There is no need to worry she needs to get recharged that’s all. A hand that held mine let go one day no one knew what happened. Wooden object held up be firm she might get hurt. Waving of the hand the final rights so dig a little hole. Buried in deep inside the mud she will rise I believe. Black hooded tops covering faces get washed up for the next meeting. (Based on a real life situation) (Taken from my book called shock)