The Meadow Fields (AU Version)
By Alan Gilfoy in the world of Suzanne Collins and based on Fields of Athenry by Pete St. John. Presented in-character as a poem written by Peeta Mellark set to music by OC's Bridget and James Larkin. A non-AU version 'by Gale' was my first fic.
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We heard the agent's call
When she reached in the ball
They're taking both of you away
For you took your siblings' place
The arena you now face
The tribute train lies waiting on the tracks
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We went down to the meadow fields
The air was full of joyous screams
Flying on mockingjay wing
You gave District Twelve new dreams
And our voices burst out to sing
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In an empty hall
You said your last goodbyes.
Nothing matters when your mind is free
Against starvation and Snow
You rebelled, not brought low
To see them grow with dignity
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I went down to the meadow fields
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our hearts flew on that wing
You had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely in that meadow now
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From a barren station wall
I watched the last car fading
Into the west
Would it be a train of death?
Sure, we'll all watch and hope
But we weren't sure how to cope
It's so lonely, here in the meadow fields
