Blackmail In Utopia

Two faithful souls stand listless in the great big tower overlooking the stranded city that once stood tall yearning for a quiet place to lay their heads while far beyond the deserted land a soft blue light gleams gracefully above tranquil skies, dancing shadows rocking to midnight tunes, and sweet melodies echoing from the gigantic moon. She spans more than a thousand feet long soaking up the exhausted earth, her immeasurable depths cuts and carve through valleys and streams with clear blue water and powdery white sand what more could you ask for on that distant land. They have been planning this trip for many years, but when the time draws near their saving disappears. An empty refrigerator with two trays of frozen ice lean against the corner of the kitchen in their ten bedroom mansion and a bare pantry exposing a slice of mildew bread filled with little mice nibbling and playing tug of war. Not many people knew their story they have been broke for twenty years but lived a painful lie, cutting corners making back door transaction, eating lamb and turkey from profits made from sordid deals. Their empire that once stood tall hangs in dismay While it watches the world going up in flame by those who continue to play treacherous games. Sobibor and Hiroshima horrors of the past Should have cleared the way for a more sophisticated path But now athoroughfare mixed with complexity packed with insidiousness have ducks walking around quacking without wings or tails They finally got an offer to go to Utopia. with packed bags not a penny in their name, they set off for Utopia hoping to find a new life again but when they got their it was the same old begrimed game. Their entire world has been shaken, shaken by its own guilt and self-reproach, the transgression that their ancestors have borne have been handed down for generations to shoulder A land that they believe was pure and holy has turned into nightmare and horror dreadful things dismount in dark corners women raped strangers abused yet religion forms the core of the throne They have witnessed empires toppled, Kingdoms have fallen in their sight Rulers have shaken and wept bitterly causing the great big god to balance the scale but blackmail in Utopia remains a formidable game ©2013 Christine Phillips