Higher Ground

The same as for a tsunami, I remember,
The government advised, “Run up the mountain!”
They warned to avoid the valley,
And seek high ground.
I can scarcely see the flow of thick red lava,
Through the haze of ash, and I feel my throat
Constrict as I breathe it in,
My asthma making me wheeze and gasp,
As the window of time gets tighter
That I can climb out of this doomed hike
And reach a destination called Tomorrow.

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