The Kemet Civil War: Freedom Run

The following is an "extended servant" account, when he decides to runaway on a rainy and cold night. His name was not given in order to protect his family and save face towards his master’s family.

The alarm sounds.

Keep running.

The dogs are after me.

Keep running.

Barbwire cut me up good.

Keep running.

Lights flashing, they’re looking for me.

Keep running.

Horse moving in my direction.

Keep running.

Mas’r gonna be angry.

Keep running.

Overseer probably gonna kill me.

Keep running.

I beg the cold wind to bring air into my lungs, but it doesn’t.

Keep running.

The rain pours heavy on my body.

Keep running.

Left my wife and my son on Mas’r’s land.

Never see them again.

Keep running.

Shotgun fired and merges with the night sky.

Keep running.

Almost there, out of sight.

Keep running.

Overseer yells my name.

Keep running.

Another shot fired.

Keep running.

Bullet goes through my back and out my chest.

Fall in the puddle, blood everywhere.

Can’t keep running.Overseer and smoking gun stand over me.

Got to pray for my boy and wife.

Eyes close.

Free forever, no more running.

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