He looked at us
Almost taunting
Took his head back
And laughed.
It roared through the hills
And canyons
Changing the water into ice.
We fled
Our hearts full of fear

For ourselves.

He chased us
Through the villages
We were pins
And he simply crushed
the haystacks.

The colors in the sky
Were green
Horrible
At some point one of us

(I’m not sure which one)

Stopped running.
He looked at him
And took his head back
And laughed.
It melted the sky
and hills
and canyons.
But we still fled
Minds filled with hate.

Our hearts full of fear.