The Meek Are Ready.

She plugged her ears and moved swiftly through the trees.
She thought of the sounds that crickets make
anything to drown out the screams.

Fear began whispering inside of her head.
She wanted to go back but she knew even if
they're alive now in a few moments they'd all
be dead.

Booms, bangs, cries, and shrieks they
should've ran with her instead they called her
a Jesus freak.