I run

The lights flash with red piercing colors
Screams fade away in the distance

I run

My trembling legs barley keep me up as I see others on the ground missing their own

I run,

Faster, faster as the sky turns from piercing red, to black and lifeless, as the smoke rises

I run

From a child to my here and now as lives from before me are taken.

I run

I wonder why the world submits us to the grounds of death, what did we do? Why are we the chosen ones to die? When did we become the low lives of the world?

I run

My thoughts, taken, when my body falls helplessly to the sand. I am chosen…