The Voice

Lightning struck the night sky, and a voice thundered

“Your sins have crossed all boundaries. Be prepared to face the consequences…..”

Another small voice from below

“Why did you set boundaries and permit sin, God? There should have been no space.”

“It is the Will of the Lord. Do not challenge the Father, child.”

“My Dad is a poet, and he wrote the lines

One can make a hole in the sky

Use all your power to throw a stone”

“Your end is near …..”

 

A crowd had gathered to watch the street play, with flashlights beaming towards the sky.

 

In response to Rochelle Wisoff’s Challenge at

Friday Fictioneers

Credits:

The two poem lines are translated from Dushyant Kumar’s Hindi poem

“Kaise aakash mein soorakh nahin ho sakta

Ek patthar to tabiyat se ucchalo yaaro”