the dust rises from the stampede of feet running away...
the pounding stirring the earth, wind taking its sway...
entering heaving lungs, overextending its unwelcome stay...
but unfortunately, this is not what im trying to convey...
why were these people running? what caused this rampage?...
birds taking flight, small dog stirring within its cage...
in the mad rush, even lovers went their separate ways...
a beast of sorts? hell on earth? a demon in all its rage?...
not exactly, all i see is a man, hanging upon his cross...
peaceful and content in his agony, thinking for a pause...
dying for us, we ran from him rather than giving applause..
we shed tears later, for we learned our gain was his loss...

-running away-

whispering in my ear, refreshing my soul like the fresh spring breath...
cool, crisp air stirred by motion, faintest hint of fog is what i left...
standing in this nights darkness does not fear me, i am alive tonight...
i only feel angels eyes watching me, the stars are my angels in flight...
the raindrops are the joyful tears of god taking away my restlessness...
moon shines bright, leading me away from the world, i journey my exodus...
a simple moment in my even simpler travels on this scarred battleground...
now i am ready to fight, i am determined to fight, let our warcry resound...

-determined to fight-