Run Through the Field
“RUN THROUGH THE FIELD”
you must return after
death to survive another.
you will be placed on
the dart board and
they will shoot you with
everything that makes
them hate themselves.
the midnight hour will
hold your tears of agony
as you ride through sound.
you must add to the show,
contribute your creations
from the seeds of your life.
only then, will the eyes
play on the faces of ichor
strength.
placed before the council
you will fight.
placed before the council
you will decide in your hour
of abomination.
the gods pick no favorites.
there are ways out and like
the field mouse, you too can
escape the falcon of death.
your life is your life.
it isn’t for the taking
and
it never has been.
By: Chicano Eddie
7-28-2016
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