{"sf1_id":713685,"sf2_id":"V1YKWD2m","title":"---In-no-sense---","author":"Jiblits","words":460,"posted_at":"2014-06-04T14:45:00.000Z","tags":["Fictional War Conflict","Short Story Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/713685-in-no-sense","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/V1YKWD2m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a6/70/a670d914-0d97-4265-8cce-6014cd6f7868","description":"Short Story Poetry, Fictional War Scenario, Slice of life","content":"Wanted to write something relating from a civilians views during War times. Here's a bit, from a kids point of view.\n\n  \nWar...  \n  \nAs the trucks go by filled with faces never seen before  \nShips arrive by the hundreds all along the sea shore  \n  \nEach person carrying a bag with many shining things hanging throughout\u0026nbsp;  \nEach with an expression so serious, none show any doubt  \n  \nOne makes eye contact with me, \u0026 smiles just for a moment  \nIt reassures all of us, they are friends, with that, we return to our homes, content  \n  \nA peaceful dream half dreamt is paused by loud sounds of things outside.\u0026nbsp;  \nLights everywhere, some near, some far, I see everyone trying to hide.  \n  \nOutside the window, are friends, neighbors, the people from the trucks \u0026 ships.  \nAll hiding behind buildings, fallen signs, some behind a car, all are playing with the shiny pieces by there hips.\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nIn the dark, I see little light bugs flying from the front of there shining toy tips  \nSome fly right by them, some seen to knock others down  \nSome of the people look unwell, there faces showing a tear filled frown  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;Others try \u0026 help them, but some are fast asleep  \nAs they rest, the others take there necklaces, maybe to keep.  \n  \nAcross from them are more people with different clothes, hiding from there light bugs, \u0026 fire cracker sticks so loud  \n  \nSome seem to be wrestling each other until one is sleeping  \nAnother watches from a distance, he seems to be weeping  \n  \nHow can any sleep with such noise, \u0026 the floor shaking beneath our feet  \nAs they move the tired, they blanket them with there own bed sheet  \n  \nMaybe off to bed they go, to wait till the others are done with there game  \nAs they move them, I here them calling one another by name  \n  \nThe others seem to be moving back now, farther down the road, farther into town  \nI hear airplanes flying by, with whistling sounds getting louder, closer, they seem to be falling down.  \n  \nA lot of light outside is from fire, the houses near by are shining with an orange glow  \nFlames \u0026 shadows all around, seem to dance throughout the commotion, like a very scary show  \n  \nThe streets are quiet for now, as everyone seems to have gone a distance away  \nOnly the sleeping in the streets seem to stay.\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;For now, I lay back in bed, hoping for rest, for me \u0026 to those outside tonight.  \nAn that all will be okay tomorrow between the people playing, \u0026 the planes who are bringing more light....  \nFor now, goodnight...  \n  \nThanks for Reading\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;---Always---\n\n=]  \n  \n\n"}