The gears are turning

They churned endlessly

What may have beckoned our surprise

Remained hidden from our weary eyes, until

The crowbars sifted through the gears

And gun shots rang an aural pierce

"Run, friend!" was exclaimed;

"Come, friend!" I said, I call by name.

"I know a safer place!"

Yet eluded me his wounded leg.

With arrival came a silent war

When life-loss brought him to the floor

His blood froze to the heartless ground

That breath, two words, unafraid to drown

Lonely in nature, succeeded by none

What left his lips?

"Save yourself!"

Having traveled as far as I can

I have run my greatest distance

All in the bane of finding you

Here I am, but now I must dive

I must dive