Rat Race
Fear glowed, burning as on fire,
Everywhere where darkness dwelt, its taunting presence shone as a star,
Her heart was leaping, just almost as if out of its socket,
Sweat oozing out, trickling like rain squeezed out of the clouds,
Her veins popping out, draining her of all hope.
She had never left her mother's hole,
Now she was alone, a lone prey to an angered hungry beast.
Now she was to defend herself for the first time, to run as in a race fast, running away to scoop the first prize, her life.
Running fast, fast away.
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