The solid pavement you walk on
Melts underneath me
Like a silent p
Is a loud whisper

A prayer that got caught in a storm
Will eventually make its way up
Catch the water in a bucket
Maybe you’ll catch an answer

A ringing phone
That never stops
Like the sirens of the cops
A desperate plee in shackles

A hand wrapped around my heart
Felt my pulse
And when they let go
they took it with them