Horrors of This World

            It was the night before Thanksgiving as Mister and the Mrs., sent out to church, with a few groceries purchase for those less fortunate. With a bag in one hand and their spouse’s hand in the other they proceeded on their way.

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Just outside the church, only a few yards to go, they slowly stepped off the curb; then it happened! A vehicle cruising along not paying any mind, perhaps drunk or on drugs, either way he hit this elderly couple, married some forty-two years. As the driver drove away, leaving behind the bodies of a husband and his wife, still holding hands with the groceries by their side. The crowd grew, and the sound of sirens roared, from left and right, north and south the sirens screamed in the night. People sobbed whiles others cried most where horrified, and yet a few had managed to get the plate number. Some got the first few numbers of the plate, while other got the last, and soon they had a complete license plate number. The puzzle to this horrific accident would slowly come together.

            As the couple lay there, in the middle of the road, the husband slowly slipped away, his injuries where too severe, even if he wasn’t in his seventies; his wife though was conscious; even with her many broken and mangled bones she found the strength to talk. She needed to know how her mate of many years, how was he? Is he all right she asked?  As the two ambulances speed quickly to the hospital, still calling to her husband, inside the emergency room, together they were placed within the same tiny room. She spoke to him, as if he could hear her; stating the things that needed to be done, the kids need to be called and not worry everything will be all right. As they lay there side by side, with only a sheet between them, God had called her home; her injuries too severe, perhaps it was for the best since obviously it would be too hard to bare her life alone.

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            While this sadness spread throughout the emergency room, and slowly through the streets, some thug had thought he had gotten away. To ensure his safety and not face the truth, he had a person call his vehicle in as stolen; adding insult to injury to say the least.

            How could you plow down an elderly couple and then attempt to cover it up; and how does the person who called the police that the vehicle was stolen, live with one self?

Is this where we are headed, with hit and runs in every city and state? Attitudes of self-righteousness and unaccountability, if we don’t get the message across now about being responsible for our action, the future lays in peril, as we slowly kill each other.
Our children, our future!

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