She heard them before she saw them.
The thud of their spears on the barren land
Stolen belongings of the villagers, no doubt in their hands.
She tasted them before she saw them.
The burnt ash of destruction lingered on her lips.
The thought of success firmly in their grips.
She felt them before she saw them.
The twitch in her leg telling her to run
From the evil ones and their sick idea of fun.
She smelled them before she saw them.
Evil and decay, the smell of deceit
Step by step, they came in their monstrous fleet.
She saw them.
And they saw her.
About the Creator
Sarah O'Grady
I like to play with words to escape reality. Or at least to try and make sense of it.
Debut Poetry Collection - '12:37' - Available on Amazon
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I have a one-word description for this poem, Sarah: visceral. You made me care about her, and I don't even know her name. And now I'm frightened that she's been found. Truly well done!