they're gaining on me


I won't make it to the border

before they catch up and maim me


I will die painfully

my body scattered in bloody pieces


by those incredibly reckless evil

righteous and law-abiding citizens...


the Mass Mind...the rabid cowardly herd...


say nothing on my behalf

I'll have no last words and you'll only draw


this ravening pack to your heels...


quick...make haste...

already they have a trace


already they're after you....








Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.











Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.