Rue From Katnisses point of view She jumps in the trees, Like a bird in flight She sings in the morning, She sings in the night. She runs in the meadow, And dances and sings, Living in the moment, Not knowing what tomorrow will bring. The fire’s supposed to be lit, Where’s my little ally gone? I could only stop myself, From thinking what may be wrong. I scatter the mint leaves, And continue to search. Until I hear a four-note tone, From a bird sitting on it’s perch. A mockingjay. It whistles, Rue’s four note tune. It signifies that I should find Her safe, and somewhere, soon. Then I hear a scream. I could only ask myself, who? Who could scream like that? Then I know it is Rue. I run for, to find her, She must be in trouble! Then I see the spear, That’s being held by the boy named Marvel. It takes only one second, For the boy to die, Because once his spear pierced through Rue’s body, I let my arrow fly. She’s entangled in a net, Whimpering like a wounded puppy. Once I cut her out of it, I realize my hands are bloody. “You blew up the food?” “Every last bit.” Then she cries, she tells me that, I have to win. “Don’t go.” Rue says. “I’m staying right here.” Then she asks me to sing, But I’m choked by my tears. “Here it’s safe, here it’s warm. Here the daisies guard you from every harm. Here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true. Here is the place where I love you.” I sing the last verse, And now Rue is asleep. I kiss her forehead, and slowly, Her hand, I release. I cover her in flowers, To show the Capitol should be ashamed. That Rue wasn’t just another Piece in their games. She used to jump from tree to tree. And sing without a care. Now this girl, who is asleep… It’s as she’s not even there. And so, deep in the meadow, Where the girl named Rue, Lies asleep, so beautiful. It’s the place where I love you.