We ran!
Some ran for charity,
others just for clarity.
Some ran for a loved one long since passed,
others ran just for the chance.
Some ran to win the race,
others just in hopes to place.
The reasons they ran changed extremely fast,
as the excitement of finishing was interrupted with a blast.
Chaos and confusion as white smoke fills the sky,
screams of terror from were spectators lie.
We ran, yes we ran, but not away.
The strength of Bostonians is here to stay.
We ran through the streets to win a different race,
to bring back faith in the human race.
We ran toward the sound of the blast,
sheltering the wounded without being asked.
We bandaged limbs that had been torn apart,
carrying the wounded to a safer spot.
We ran, yes we ran, but not away.
The strength of Bostonians is here to stay.
We ran through the streets to win a different race,
to bring back faith in the human race.
