The birds chirp in the distance
Until the bombing starts

Great black balls, with little holes
All the moles in the distance
Run for their lives

My dad says, “Run”
My mom says, “Run”
My brother says, “Run”
So, I do
I run faster than I ever had before

The sun starts to boil
I hear shouting in the distance,
“Run, run, little girl!”

That’s when I realize the bomb
So I do
But it is to late
I am DONE