Gone

I see the white fluffy clouds shaped to create mesmerizing images on a blueish sky. Floating with the direction of wind; wild and carefree. From an alluring green park on the lithosphere, I see a child looking at the sky as he concots creatures according to his thoughts enjoying his dumplings with family. Says "mama, papa, look a superhero! I will be a superhero when i grow up."
His parent's seemed happy as they hoped for their son to consummmate something in life.

Few years later, the boy was rushed to the hospital. A moment of grief was set up as very inadmissible news was percieved by his parents. A small boy who was unaware of the world had noxious disease; blood cancer. Everyone hoped for him to survive; to breathe on the terrestrial sphere but he wasn't lucky enough to hold out.

I again make a glance into the sky. The sky is pale and the clouds are vacuous and dark. There won't be the same angelic child observing the clouds again. The same "hope" has now turned into pessimism. His dimise left the whole world tragic as he could have been "the future". If not at least he could have lived to gratify his family. At least he could look at the sky time and again and concot any creatures he dreamed of. His dream of being a superhero vanished like it was a futile piece of muck .The world lost a child who desired to be a gallant superhero. The world lost an adored human and most importantly a mother lost her child.

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