The Stage Is Set

Posted by CMG on March 19, 2023
1 min read · death

He is led towards the wall, silently, forcefully, his steps are carefully placed just enough to drag out his journey without rushing his demise. A wall of red sturdy bricks standing the test of time with only minor scars, the sun glistening in the water drops jumping from brick to brick as harsh reality is washed away to welcome its next guest.
He stops as his destination is reached, the way forward is blocked so he turns around, hands tied behind his back, to face his assailants. He stares back in defiance, in despair, as yells are heard demanding action, ready, aim, the commander screams at the top of his lungs. Long well polished barrels face against him, held up by faceless machines executing commands, feeling nothing only doing. The moment is ecstatic, seconds feeling like hours, the commander fills his lungs and as the moment evolves into a quivering instant containing fear and anticipation.
fire he says, fire they do, bullets flying through the air, through his body only to have their way blocked by a tall red wall. He collapses full of newly planted holes, he gasp for air to no avail his lungs are but a colander, soon his panic turns to exhaustion as he is slowly dragged away.
In his dying moments with his eye lids turning ever closer he sees the wall being hosed down, cleansed and neatly presented as the stage is set for yet another final destination.