A roadside execution was the only solution to protect his son
From the “fun” these strangers wanted to have with him.
In a dead civilization everyone was an enemy
Nightly conversations hoping for salvation
But their surroundings were devastating
The stench of rotted corpses lingered in the air as they inched closer to shelter
A naive child curious with questions
His father answered with a face full of depression
Looking forward to another gray ash and smoked filled morning
On alert for any warnings
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