The Chase

Running away but the big kids near
They are planning on beating me good
But only if they can catch me
The world is fading around me
like when you turn the TV off
The running eats at me as a fat
man does an apple pie with milk
It is something that I can't stop
I do not know now far back they are
but I can feel their breath on my neck
So I keep on running fast as I can
Then a big fence is in front of me and
I'm not running anymore, I'm flying instead
The fence goes by me like a speeding train
The blood boils in my veins, pounding
in my head wanting release, Freedom
I know that nothing can stop me today
I am unstoppable until mom calls me in
But tomorrow is another story to tell
This was my short time of control
And it has never returned

by

William R. Thomas