The Last Journey?
By Len Morgan
All-around
her the sound of thunder as the herd rolls across the plain.
A
seemingly unchanging dust bowl, but each year it grows and the waterholes
shrink. She blinks, clearing her vision momentarily. Every year
they make the same journey, their survival depending on it. They travel
from here to there, for the lush green grass and cool, clear, deep water.
Then travel back again when the weather turns and they receive that
irresistible urge to make the return trek.
Don't
think about it, just do it! Keep with the herd, there is safety in
numbers, follow the line towards the setting sun. Look forward, never
look back.
But, our numbers are dwindling, food and water becoming harder to find. Surely we must all know the end is coming.
Will this
journey be the last?
Copyright Len Morgan
An effective piece of flash. Love the first line!
ReplyDeleteWildebeest, always reminds me of the famous line from Fawlty Towers.
ReplyDeleteWon't be the last journey, however, Mankind more dangerous than all the predators. Thinking of the North American Bison!!