Mist

A monster spews fire under water, and the world goes helter-skelter. It is a tsunami, they say, not knowing what exactly has caused the disturbance. Animals have played safe, owing to their superior sensory powers.

It happens with emotions that spearhead movements – nobody knows where the cause lies. I see kind-hearted people falling prey, because their sympathy has been directed to a cause. The evil guys know where their interest lies, and play the role of influencers, not activists.

I hope the storm subsides, and people see methods in madness – separating fire, water and earth from the mist. The key lies in getting priorities right

invisible strings

manipulating minds

fragility wins

Weekend Writing Prompt #91