Sought Caught

They found me hiding under the stairwell There were three or four of them, I couldn’t really tell They used chloroform to knock me out They placed it over my nose and mouth When I came to, my eyes felt like lead My head pounded and my nose bled They gagged me and sat me down on a broken wooden chair They burnt chunks out of my hair The room was dark, not a drizzle of light There were too many of them, for me to fight I couldn’t scream, I tried to shout No words came out of my mouth My face was swollen, my lips dry I could not move and I didn’t know why Shots were fired in the air Sounds of scrambling everywhere They fled the scene as fast as they could And left me to die in this dangerous neighborhood.