Running Barefoot

The gate's bolt opens

She breaks free from the ancient curse

Her feet hurt as she run barefoot

Yet the yearning for freedom, to live

Was the louder than the pain

Bright lights and thundering music

They guide her way

Her clothes were tattered, stained with tears

And blood

The shaman blows his horn

The prison is nowhere in sight

Miles and miles until finally

She stops

This time, no one can see her 

Except the armadillo thirsty for dew

Her heart screams

Her knees are as shattered as her soul

She left before it started

Drowned by fear she absconded a promise

Made love to him for one last time

She breaks free from the ancient curse

The gate's bolt opens.