Get out of here.
Flee from your every fear,
Protect all that you hold dear.
Run until red in the face,
Hasten your steps, quicken the pace,
Closeted demons are giving chase.
Hurtle down the open path
Monsters are on the warpath
Seeking a violent bloodbath.
‘Til your heart is ready to pop
Never let your speed drop
They’ll catch you if you stop.
Towards the beckoning light
Away from the dark of night
Don’t be tempted to turn and fight.
Run from the relentless pursuit
And find a freedom absolute.
Don’t give them the chance to shoot.
Emma H, age 26, 10/03/2017
This poem is intended to be a lyrical/verbal/poetic representation of the Einaudi piece “Run”. It’s a beautiful tune which gradually seems to gain pace and urgency as it progresses, which I tried to capture with each stanza. I also think that it would work well as a spoken word poem. Let me know if you think it fits the music!