Fugitive Forrest
Fugitive Forrest
Running...Oh how he hates running...
He feels like Forrest Flippin Gump,
because he has ran non-stop...Since...
Since The Incident..."I'm Innocent"!!!
Already 2,426 miles away...But not far
enough...never far enough...
Felling that they are always closing
in on him...His breathing quickens...
Screaming...Yelling at God for hating him...
He prayed though not everyday, but surely?
Surely God knew he's a Believer...
Was a Believer, past tense..."I'm Innocent"!!!
It was self defense...Against the police department?
It doesn't work that way...Life as a runaway...
They are going to kill him for this...No statement...
It was 3 unidentified men...His breathing quickens...
All over the news...On every front page...Just great!
Why didn't they say police? They could've been anybody...
Not today...Just 3 sheriff deputies...Gunned down to
get away...And hasn't stopped running since..."I'm Innocent"!!!
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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