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The Day Love Slept On the Asphalt

The city is in chaos these days that Love has felt tired of walking and has decided to take a nap on its asphalt The sidewalks are full of people who came to see what is going on, and since no one takes the risk of stepping on so strange a visitor, streets are not being crossed, traffic has stopped existing no car dares to move or to pass through, the crowd has become almost impossible. No one can get anywhere. So, a pact has been made unanimous and silent: thieves cannot run so they don't steal, sick people are being carried by the nearest group of policemen, we stop fires using buckets we fill with water and pass hand to hand. We are helping our neighbors because we know we need them strong, we are working together for food and confort of this frontierless community that has arisen. As long as we don't get to our offices. we don't get any money and we are exchanging everything Priorities by now have changed and all the rest with them Oh my God! The city is in chaos unrecognizable these days when Love has lain down on its asphalt. Patricia Evans

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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