Earthbound Retreat

As fast as humanly possible the boxes fly out of the city, earthbound for some known destination, away from what they know. Scarce things, far and few between, have power to stop their hasty retreat. Like horses they stomp away, destined for a stop. It's hard to say what may possess those minds of the people who flee, but much is for sure, I have power to say: their lot is better where they're going.