I am running.

I am running from the truth,

For I cannot bear it.

I am running for my country,

For I cannot save it.

I am running to my people,

Or at least trying to.

I can’t run, I can’t do anything.

For my world is collapsing,

And I cannot save it.

I am running from my tears,

For it will drown me.

I am running, I am running,

I

Cannot..

Stop.

Is there a way to recover from extinction?

Is there a way to recover?

For my legs are tired from running.

I doubt there is a way to recover,

So that is why I run.

And why my country must run for it’s life.