Run.
I'm going to take your hand
and deliver you from evil.
Run.
Don't stop--
Hold on and don't let go
Run.
sweaty hands
slipping
people slipping
--don't slip--
people falling
never rising
You know you're dead but you keep on going.
You keep going.
You keep going.
Days and weeks
sleeping with eyes open
We do it again--
take my hand, little brother
and cross over
into safety