The Bulldozer

The words were like a bulldozer
Rolling over the lump of clay
The victim.
The clay wore thinner and thinner.
The driver traversed the machine
Back and forth
Back and forth
Cackling at the obliteration
Smirking at the power, control
Unknowing that the victim
Appeared to be clay,
Bendable and controllable,
But had a core of titanium
That would never be crushed
By some bulldozer.
Leaving the "victim"
Cackling, smirking, knowing.
HS