How long since your ancestors left

Did they flee California
Did they travel through hostile terrain across a dangerous and unknown plain into the unknown
Did they cross the ocean in the belly of an iron giant
Where did they run from first

Where will we run to next?
I can feel the gathering
like a great village
lifting up her skirts
Fingers tight into the fabric, the bags
Crossing the river in the dark
Slippery, mossy rocks in the darks
Tumbling into trees
Tripping over laws