My mind was on buying
Watercolor computer paper
As I pushed my cart through the aisles
When I saw a man with two kids
Playing the in-store television video game.
He held his little daughter on his lap
As he gripped the game console
Playing the game with his son.
She caught my eye
Not because she was so cute
In her pink ruffled dress
But the look on her face.
She was in a trance;
She stared at the screen
Her mouth was partially open
She didn’t move.
She looked suspended in time.
I glanced at the video screen
And her father and her brother
Were killing zombies in a gruesome manner
Blood was flying, grunting and screaming was blaring
From the speakers
Limbs were being chopped off
Inhuman monsters filled the screen
With their impending doom.
The girl in the pink dress
Just stared and stared
What was being forced into her psyche?
Is she learning that this is something to be celebrated?
That her father and brother are happy
And congratulating each other on the battle well-fought?
It’s family time
With those images in her brain of spattered blood
And the dying screams in her ears.