Taken

The dark cries rip across the sky,

he cowers under the bridge in fear.

They are close but have not found him.

They take humans, use them. 

He knows when the night goes dark,

he needs to run for his shelter.

They took Her last week.

He didn't sleep for two days,

his heart was broken.

As he peers beyond the city's limits,

he feels the helplessness fill him.

Without Her, he is nothing.

The purge began three years ago.

Nobody knows why,

but humans are endangered.

A second wave,

of painful screams flood his ears.

He needs to move.

The sky is clear and he runs for it.

His shelter is close, 

and it's all he has left.

A half hour later he's inside.

The scent of her still fills the room.

He lies down on her bed.

The blanket smells of lilies,

and he manages a smile.

Why didn't they take him?

As he sits up,

he grabs the gun he's been saving.

He's decided.

He will try and fight for her.

Suicide never crossed his mind.

She deserves better.

As he leaves the shelter,

he knows it will be for the last time.

He says a final prayer.

"May The Lord forever be by me,

and whatever comes I shall endure.

My pain is my strength. Amen."