they gave me a gun.
I don't know why.
I didn't ask, but
when the children started dying,
they told me to,
run.
so I did.
with the gun,
carrying her over my shoulder,
I don't know,
if she was,
alive,
or not,
I never checked,
I didn't think too,
I just,
ran,
down the rain, dirt trails,
down through the city,
there was me, her,
trails, city streets,
corners,
smoke, me,
and my gun,
hitting my hip,
it was hot.
I was in training,
or at least I thought I was,
they just told me to run,
where I was cool,
it become hot,
binoculars slapping my chest,
I didn't understand,
I didn't have time to understand,
she was heavy,
with green blades whipping around me,
she was so heavy,
golden eagle flies by.
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