The Little Kings: Daily Post Challenge

3 Dec

As part of the newest challenge in the Daily Post, which I occasionally follow, I will post my participation in this week’s newest challenge called “Snapshot“, which involves capturing a moment using words, not a camera. Since I had so many scenes in my mind and none was working, I decided to base myself instead of a photo, and used this one as my inspiration:

Militarizan en Juárez cargos públicos

Good ol’ desert streets… In any case, I tried to use words to describe this snap moment. Now, if I succeeded… Be my guest, my reading judgue. I hope you enjoy it!

I’m the king, the little guy thinks. I’m the king. A soldier takes care of me. I am the king of the city. The kings are assisted by the soldiers. So, by logic, I am the king. And the little count walking beside him grins as well. So powerful, he feels. They have in the city these men that look after them, the little kings of the city, without paying them anything, or so they think. Yet they don’t know this photo shot is gray. They’re not aware we’re looking at them through these gray colours. They just see the colours, but one day they might see the vibrant red that’s flooding the streets of the city. How should they know of the existence of this gray? They just see the wide streets, leading them to their kingdom, to the Tire-and-Bottle Land. What else do they want with their very own field just for themselves, just in front, in the end of the street they’re walking in? I’m the king, this child thinks, because there’s a soldier staring at the horizon, looking after me.

And the soldier, motionless, indeed looks at nothing. Just nothing. He doesn’t see anything at all. Just nothing. He doesn’t see a hopeful horizon. He doesn’t see the people he should serve. He doesn’t see the little kings at his feet. He can’t see anything. He doesn’t see anything. Because he can just glare at nothing. Because he came from nowhere, and nowhere he will go. He contemplates at nothing, he works for that precisely: for nothing. But he does notice the shades of gray. He does know what’s behind him—he knows he’s the guardian of another king—and he doesn’t see it directly, but he knows he’s back there. That’s what moves him. It’s his core. It’s his nourishment.

Behind him, the kings he protects, knowingly without seeing them. In front of him, the little kings he should protect, unknowingly despite seeing him under his nose.

A wide street. Gray. Filthy. Their trucks are overwhelming bisons. There’s no more heat in this desert city. The chill’s in the scene, hidden in the gray.

Thanks a bunch for reading!

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