Go Back ( before they do)
By: Sofia Xu
Go Back ( before they do)
Run, run while you can still scream,
flee and be free from this town upon a hill,
they are not what they seem.
They lured us in by promising The Dream.
Of course, we agreed, and at worst we’ll
just run, run while we could still scream.
But it was too late then when down the stream
her bare body flowed, the pastor’s kill.
No, they are not what they seem.
Here burns the new witches. Here the regime
makes your choices. Here, there’s no pill,
no escape. So run, run while you can still scream.
You should go back before the Supreme
decides to join in on the thrill.
They especially are not what they seem.
Today, our bodies (no longer ours) teem
with deathly life. Tomorrow, we lie, some still,
others stilled.
Run, run while you can still scream,
they are not what they seem.
flee and be free from this town upon a hill,
they are not what they seem.
They lured us in by promising The Dream.
Of course, we agreed, and at worst we’ll
just run, run while we could still scream.
But it was too late then when down the stream
her bare body flowed, the pastor’s kill.
No, they are not what they seem.
Here burns the new witches. Here the regime
makes your choices. Here, there’s no pill,
no escape. So run, run while you can still scream.
You should go back before the Supreme
decides to join in on the thrill.
They especially are not what they seem.
Today, our bodies (no longer ours) teem
with deathly life. Tomorrow, we lie, some still,
others stilled.
Run, run while you can still scream,
they are not what they seem.
Writer's Statement: Poetry became a way for me to reconcile with the world and my own life, serving to capture not only the vices of society, crawling around in every corner of the world, but also to commemorate the simplest joys in life.