Photo prompt-copyright-Sandra Crook
“Thirty years may be long in the life of a man but for mother earth they count for nothing.”
He was drunk but he had not lost his acerbic tongue, “Sometimes thirty years are too long even for earth. Look at this stream; recall what it was like thirty years back. Now it is dying; it is almost dead.”
He was blunt as ever.
I finished the drink and unknowingly I threw the empty bottle in the junk that was killing the stream.
“We are too lethargic to worry about anyone else,” he looked at the empty bottle and grimaced.
Post for Friday Fictioneers on photo prompt
and for Three Word Wednesday
Word prompts-Blunt, Drunk, Lethargic
Word count 100