The Greenback
The shop assistant hands me an apple. I hand over my last dollar bill.
The greenback – we save it, squander it, win or lose it. It grants to the wealthy, status and power. To those less fortunate, despair and desperation.
I stole it. Watching my family suffer, day after day, left me no option. I’ve become a fugitive. All the greenbacks in the world can’t help me now.
The park is my sanctuary. Lying on the grass surrounded by the first shoots of spring, I bite into my apple.
Nature’s green glory, unscathed by the greenback, warms my soul.
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Hello, Linda. It is a unique story for the theme of green. I didn’t expect that the greenback is a US Paper dollar (sounds like I am too ignorant of some words- sorry for that). Thanks for adding a new word to my vocabulary, Linda. I am too much thankful that the voice club helps me a lot to make me grow and expand my knowledge. Well done.
Lotchie, please don’t ever say you are ignorant or apologise. I think you are amazing and always appreciate your comments. I’m sure there are others on voice-club that may not know what a greenback is. I wondered whether to use it for my story but decided to go for it! Thank you so much for being the first to comment.
You’re most welcome, Linda. Thanks for lifting my spirit and morale.
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True, Linda, that a dollar or “greenback” holds different meaning to different people.
Nevermore so than today Margarida. Thank you for your comment.
Chilling but good. I see them all around and constantly on the TV. The dispossessed, the homeless, the hopeless. I hate to think what will happen to this girl, which I guess was your motive in writing this little masterpiece.
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Let’s just say that, sadly, she doesn’t have a very bright future. Hardly a masterpiece Allan, but thank you again for your support. ????