‘Tick-tock, tick-tock,’ went the clock.

‘Time’s up! Time’s up!’ cried the People.

‘No more! No more!’ chanted the Poor.

Save me! Save me!’ weeped the Earth.

‘Me Too! Me Too!’ screamed the Victims.

Louder and louder the voices grew.

Higher and higher the echos reached.

Some of the Powerful fell on the sword of justice.

Some fell in the court of public opinion.

Most carried on. Making things Great.

And the Oppressed worked longer, for less.

The People survived as best they could.

Divisions grew. Polarity won over compromise.

While the clock carried on regardless.

Until it was the only sound left.

‘Tick-tock, tick-tock.’


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Copyright J Hardy Carroll

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

117 thoughts on “TICK-TOCK

  1. I liked this, not least because you took a path I was considering but am pleased I didn’t now because you nailed it and I struggled. The remorselessness of time and our helplessness in the face of it is fascinating to me.

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