Z is for Zoo

Wow.  This is the end.  We've drabbled all the way to the end of April.  I'd like to thank all of you who went along with me on this journey.  It's been amazing for me.  I'm lucky to be part of such a great blogging community.

Zoo

The bars of my cage are rusted and dirty.  No one has cleaned them for years.

The surrounding cages are silent too.  They’re not empty, but those that occupy them are motionless.  I can’t recall the last time I saw one of them stir.

Life in the zoo was never easy.  Androids were outlawed when a Luddite faction took control of the government.  We were placed in zoos as a warning of the dangers of technology.  Children would come to taunt us.

There was a war.  I heard artillery at night, but it stopped long ago.

Now no one comes.