Capitalist Leeches

Like ugly leeches latching on to susceptible legs, satiating their appetite

Displaying neither manners nor etiquette and being irritatingly trite

Respecting neither privacy of time nor the fact that it is a bloody holiday

Abusing channels of communication just so they can have their way

When will these idiots understand what they are doing isn’t at all right

Will there dawn a day when they realise that their IQ is less than that of a Troglodyte

Troglodyte Troglodye just get the hell out of my sight

Troglodyte Troglodyte here’s wishing you a very good night!

(Word Count: 95)

Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt #189

Don Quixote’s Regret

(Image Credit: Crispina Kemp)

In an alternate universe, Don Quixote, oblivious to the pleadings of Sancho Panza would have made a full tilt at the windmills, sitting astride his grumpy steed Rocinante. Even for the Quixotic character such a move would have posed a challenge due to the location of the windmills. It would not just have been a stern test of Rocinante’s speed but also stamina. Am willing to wager that the aging bastard would have outrageously tossed his master off his back and made for safe ground.

The sight of every windmill, with due respect to its utility is a monumental testimony to the originality of Miguel de Cervantes. However, the current generation that is held ransom to swipes, slides and selfies isn’t intrepid enough to think of either Cervantes or Don Quixote.

A real tragedy that would have made even the eccentric hidalgo from La Mancha shed a tear of regret.

(Word Count: 150)

Written as part of the Crimson’s Creative Challenge #111 More details regarding this challenge may be found HERE.