Long Way Down — Random Thought No. 4

RANDOM THOUGHT NO. 4

There’s this thing I used to see

kids at the playground do with their dads.

They’d stand on their father’s feet,

the dads holding the

kids by the arms, walking stiff-legged like zombies.

The kids had to trust the fathers

to guide them because the fathers could see what was coming

but the kids,

holding tight to their dads, moved blindly

backward.