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Day 2 NaPoWriMo - Westlock

Here's the prompt from NaPoWriMo "Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a surreal prose poem. For inspiration, check out Franz Kafka’s collection of short parables (my favorite is “The Green Dragon”). I've been thinking about this story since reading the news in February.



Once upon a time in a town named Westlock, there flowed a dangerous river which some children had to cross and occasionally one drowned. Certain school children suggested a bridge, even one made of a rainbow, would be safer than wading alone. Sun and Rain agreed to the initial construction but advised that other powers were required for maintenance. Lightning refused “to be embroiled in petty human affairs.” Thunder grumbled but granted help “to prevent hearing more cries of distress.”

The children and others crisscrossed the bridge with gladness for a year.

However, a few townsfolk claimed the rainbow bridge gave them a rash. They had to loosen their collars and scratch. They couldn’t see orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. They only saw red.

Finally, Thunder rumbled, “Although I agreed to this alliance, I cannot stand listening to complaints. Everyone who is for the bridge, assemble on one side. Everyone against to the other.” Six hundred and thirty-nine adults were for the bridge, 663 against. Children weren’t counted and most of the population did not show up.

Many people cried as the bridge dissolved.

Across the nation people asked how they could support the children of so foolish a town. When consulted the children said, “Although we are sorry to lose our rainbow, we discovered that half the town and many others care for us. We will build new bridges. And we will never forget our alliance with Thunder.”  

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