Safe

We were dancing beneath the streetlights It was an episode For those who needed a dose of life We were lovely in the eyes of open doors Murder became this wishful night Days that settled for laughter and nothing else In it’s entirety it was a blissful sight We were awaken shrewdly at best He said I don’t want to hurt you But I got to take your life As he walked us over to the ATM His heart reigning with tears But his eyes were yielding “Amen” I was walking home from class one day When I was stopped by a man with nothing to say Hey, how you doing, Are you okay His beard grew tired and gray And he wasn’t there to take my hand or pray We were dancing beneath the streetlights We were awaken shrewdly at best He said I don’t want to hurt you And he wasn’t there to take my hand or pray “When people stop asking politely”