‘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.’
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.
Iain Kelly 
117 responses to “TICK-TOCK”
Excellent!
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Thank you Dawn
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I thought we were writing fiction? Polarity won over compromise. That line says it all.
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Thanks Russell – sometimes fact is more dramatic than fiction!
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You’ve been visiting Washington recently?
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Fortunately (?) you don’t have to go all the way to Washington to experience the wonderful world we live in!
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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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Thank you Michael, too kind.
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This deserves a WOW. I am not sure I can add anything more. Just WOW.
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Too kind, thank you.
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