Sensory Writing: Sight

Tangled up barb wire could be taken simply as it is, or, as I see it, is a message for how tangled and screwed up our world can be. The Barb wire blurs in front of my eyes as I get an inside view of a 3rd world country. No color is involved in barb wire as it is frightfully black. It screams out to every one to stay away or else.
The sand in the back round reminds of desolate desert. With the sun pounding on the sand like a mallet on a slab of meat, pounding it flat. The sand almost to hot to walk on without the rubber on the soul of your shoe melting off. As remote as it may sound, covers nearly a third of the globe.
An imprisoned man holding his ill son is not a pretty sight. Not even even the most gruesome film maker could not capture the emotion running through the inseparable father and son. With a bag over the father's head cuts him of from the outside world. not even allowing him to take a glance at his son. His son, ill, has his father's hand wrapped around the top of his head to cover him from the blazing sun.