If We Escape Now
By Gage Young
Presque Isle Middle School
Seventh Grade
Ice burns as hot as fire,
But not as hot as the fire that burned six million to the ground.
If this thin ice that I’m running on suddenly breaks, then
I will be the one who think it’s just as hot.
Someday I will escape this miserable excuse for a camp,
For the have lied to us you see.
They plan to kill us all,
And I refuse to let this be.
For I have seen where the choice to not escape is.
It’s up a chimney, like a sick, twisted, warped Santa Claus,
Whose presents are made of fire,
And the children made of ash.
I say we fight back, before we all become ash bunnies,
And the outsides of purses for those man-eating monsters.
If we escape now, we have a chance to survive.
If we escape now…
If we escape now…
If we escape now.