I hear words I can’t understand
My heart pounds in my ears
My blood turns to ice
My body is frozen
I keep walking but pay no notice
A distant tug at my hand
My named screamed to move
I began to run
Turning away
Running faster
The hot sun beating down
My feet hit the gravel road
Crunching under my feet
As my greatest fear ebbs away
I slide to a stop and see it still coming
It becomes something I can’t escape
I run to the post office never turning back
Then through the cool green grass
Up the pegs in the tree
Far up from the dogs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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