The sprint of war

 The thigh tenses for impact
The knee bends
Then extends like attack
Movement of warfare

Hips swivel violently
Ankles jarr awkwardly
Ricocheting destructive applause
Muscle trembles velocity gnaws

My shadow hovers as a missile
seeking targets over the horizon
Lungs expand and contract air flux
Incendiary battlefield fires erupt

Extinguished only by sweat that pours downs
Covering embers that heat as feet beat the ground 
Cooling the motors that push legs into sprint
Speed of war by ash and blood in the footprint