Follow the Light

The light it spread. Dispersed and shed, a playful sight to us all. The adults stayed stunned but we children thought fun, we ran to it as the elders stalled. Imaginations ran bare, the curiosity we shared, as we hurried like never before. Expectations were heightening with patterns of smoke and lightening, we had to see what was in store. But the heat grew intense we found it difficult to pretend that we could still carry on. Some of us fell down. As the others looked back and frowned some mocking that we couldn't move on. As we tried to get up a hand grabbed us and fled up to the hills where we lived. As we looked up above. All the people rushed down and shoved each other to get the children below. As they grabbed the young they caught them and ran to escape the bright flash, as it grew to a meteoric show. The voyage back was a struggle the one then, we didn't understand. while at our destination, the news caught hold. The town that was down the hills becomes a childish remnant as the premonitions of war took its toll.