A Simple Town

The empty streets were quiet.

Then they were loud.

Filled with a blaring siren.

A siren the townspeople didn’t know was there.

A siren used only for events the townspeople didn’t know possible

The birds no longer singing

The trees unmoving

The town is still

Untouched

People in their homes

Clutching their children

Their photo albums

Their homemade videos

If they were to die, they wanted to do so with their memories

And then the town was gone

No more than a memory

A mere speck in the human existence

Nobody missed them

Nobody cared

None of them where going to be president

None of them where going to save the world

Now the town is gone, and life goes on