The Getaway 3:00 AM on a Friday night, the streets are quite clear we suddenly see two white orbs in the rear-view: headlights the police pull behind us, the reason.... unclear I’m riding shotgun so I should be calm, but there’s more to the story I’m about to explode like napalm, because I got a warrant for not reporting I know if he asks for my name it’s gonna get a little sticky I’m three miles away from home but I can’t sit here and let them stick me a million thoughts running through my dome Why am I out here with two white girls and a friend? Shouldn’t I be home sleeping my cares away? When will I put these silly fantasies to an end, about sleeping the night away and live in the light of day? I’m trapped in shadows and locked away in dreams life is no better, things are never as they seem. So I calmly tell them all I’m about to make a break running has always been easy for me, so many demons to escape The ladies put their arms around me and begged me don’t go but excitement is a drug that addicts you and you barely know I saw the twinkle in her eyes and felt in her touch: pure passion but this isn’t the way I envisioned love happening I broke their embrace and waited for opportunity to knock my heart felt like a bomb hooked to an eternal clock! Sure enough they came back to read me my rights as he began to search my person I spun and took off like a flight it only took a few steps and they realized I’m kinda fast they would need lots of help to catch (his black ***) I hit the first couple of fences and realized I’ve got potential could either be an athlete or a guest of a penal institution As I’m lying close to the ground in the dense foliage trying to control my ragged breathing I hear two- way radios in the distance, are they really searching for me? Or am I just dreaming? The torn clothing from a barbed wire fence told me it was reality and shocked me to my senses It was like living a movie, and that realization really moved me I couldn’t live like this because nobody wrote me a script! I had to make a change, my life needs rearranged the stereotype I’d become quickly had me feeling sickly They say God works in mysterious ways, I’ve been really understanding that these days the so-called friend that was with me gave them my full name that’s the kinda betrayal that drives a man insane. But I’m gonna try to look with my soul and not my eyes and try my best to see him as an angel in disguise I’m going to turn myself in and hope for the best and since the sun rises in the east, keep my face to the west I’ll have a lot of time to soul search for answers to my questions and figure out the best way to learn life’s lessons try to keep my soul afloat and not sink into the great depression and let what’s left of my life turn into a worse mess there’s a lot of freedom to be found in constraint it frees the imagination from any and all restraints My life’s mission is to rectify my mistakes and through it all never forget to pray. Derrick H.