The small town had struggled to survive for years.

In it's heyday it had built a church. It even had an organ

whose pipes shown like silver.  The organist pressed the pedals

as is she were making wine to be served as communion.

The church doubled as a school for a small group of students.

It even had a library, which in truth was a trailer. The job of librarian fell to

the teacher.  When she could not attend this duty a number of moms

volunteered to fill in.  An even smaller group of students

whiled away their hours reading the books.

One day the teacher told the students to return to

their homes. The students were excited, 'Oh boy, no school

today!' But when they returned home their parents were waiting,

the Dads upset, the Moms softly crying. The residents of this

small town were to move away, never to return.

The government in it's wisdom was turning their small

town into a bombing range.

The church now a bombed out shell. The library a few pieces of

mangled metal. The birds do not fill it's skies. No animals

make it their home.

The small town is no more.