Savannah: What Can I Do Ch 15 Poem by Mike Conkey

As we leave
the world seems to shut down
where is this jar
filled with smoke
how can it be broke
to fail the plans of voi
we run
we search
then i remember
i certain glass in my old home
i had found it in a tunnel years ago
i never opened it
as we go there
i see it on my wall hanging
it was still smoking with a mix of water
as i grab it it burns
scaring my hands
voi notices
he is already there
i open it
he screams
the smoke travels away
to a new place to hide
but where
the house starts to shake
creatures ive never seen
escape from the ground
brown like goblins
skin rusted away
the numbers are uncontrollable
they take over jear
take over claude
take over lily
even voi
they take over voi
what can i do