Run as fast as you can.
Footsteps coming hard behind.
Running like a fugitive man,
A posse wanting to find.
Dogs signal with a bark,
Running through the woods.
My eyes adjust to the dark.
Hands hold tight the goods.
Dodge the limbs.
Dodge the trees.
Streams I swim.
Roads are a breeze.
Cothes become tatters.
Breaths in desperate pants.
Stay ahead is all that matters.
Skin cut by thorny plants.
Hold tight the goods in hand.
Run like never before.
Keep running with no plan.
Look for escape upon a door.
Why did I begin this run?
And what is the bag of goods?
When the night's sleep is done,
I will tell you if I could.
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