The darkness fills the night
The evening birds run towards their homes
Hidden underneath the crops of ancient tribes
A woman as tall as the evening sky turns her head from side to side
Wavering in fear as foreigners enter her home
The humid air glisters in red
Leaving droplets of blood
Staining the trees of cultivated land
Alone,
The woman hides underneath the hidden room
The darkness fills the room
And the woman is swallowed
But the woman,
Her eyes as bright as the stars,
Her eyes cannot be covered
In her eyes, she is caught
And at the last moment
The look in her eyes.
Those eyes
And they glimmer in the dark
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