Blood Stained Hearts Poem by Kristina Bowman

Running from the man behind
I hear him 'Come here you're mine'
Running faster as I try to get away
A gun pointed at me, why today

Pitch forks and torches come at my sides
Looking around it's starting to blind
9 more miles I don't think I can make it
Maybe death?

Do I have to fake it.
Getting closer I can smell the blood
Why would god do this, why when he's so high above
God please tell me why I'm missused

Why would you let them continue to abuse.
My heart is covered in my families blood
Soon I'll be with them.
And with you up above.