Fugitive From The Law

They caught him and they tried him, then they found him guilty and sentenced him to prison. He proclaimed he was innocent. Then as they transported him to prison, an accident occurred and he escaped. Now he was a fugitive from the law. He ran into the night, trying to find some place to hide. Doors slammed in his face, with words “we don’t want you here.” So into the darkness he ran. Hiding in the shadows, a frightened man. The countryside he chose, hoping they wouldn’t find him there. In the distance, he saw their lights, sweeping from side to side. Their dogs yelped as they caught his scent. He could hear his heart, pounding at his chest, as he ran as fast as he could. Then the dawn broke across the sky. Like an angry knat, the helicopter rose from behind the hill. His tired legs increased his stride, as he ran towards the distant trees. If he could reach them, he might just have a chance. As he got closer, they emerged from within the trees. His bid for freedom was over, as quickly as it begun.