Do not touch me.

Please do not harm me.

I beg you, don't kill me.


Though I have been chosen to fight

I am only a girl, still afraid of night.

There are now bodies everywhere

All surrounding the Cornicopia,

Giving me that blank, suffered stare.


Just moments ago, they were alive.

Standing on their tubes, waiting to go.

My puso beats with every stride.

I am going into some place I don't know.


There he is, standing in front of me.

Do not touch me.

Please do not harm me.

I beg you, do not kill me.


For I am only twelve

And you are almost a man.

Don't you see me crying?

Don't you see me frightened?


You have a smile on your face

Something that I have not done for awhile.

You begin to pull out a blade

Something that is so agile.


There you are.

Here I am.

You are above me.

I am on the ground, my legs slashed.

I am only a child.

You are almost a man.


My teeth are clenched together

For I know my mommy is watching.

I can see my mommy,

She is sobbing into her dress.


And there he is.

He has raised his weapon over his head.

And then it comes down.

He walks away.


Do not touch me.

Please do not harm me.

I beg you, do not kill me.

For I am a child, you, almost a man.

And though I never knew you

You did all of these.


I look at you walking away.

As my vision weakens, you disappear.


Mommy and I will meet again.

It may take awhile, but I can wait.

After all, if I was strong enough to be reaped

I will be strong enough to be okay.