My Knees on Concrete.

My knees are on concrete,

So palms meet,

then eyes shut,

My lips begin to move,

In my mind there is a sudden whoosh!

Inside me I am seeking the words,

So my brain begins,

Sending the palpitations

To my mouth,

My lips are moving,

My vocal codes

Encoding the signals from my mind,

Everything else I push behind,

And I begin to unwind

Before my Father in heaven,

I pray for you to be well,

I pray for them too,

That they will not yell

In the pain of no gain,

But their hearts will obtain,

What their desires contain

I beg with my knees on concrete,

That peace be all we meet,

That we step with our feet,

In areas complete

That our stores never deplete

For these young ones I pray

For role models everyday

That they will listen as the elders say

Live a life to obey

That Morals will never decay

My knees are on concrete

As I pray!