Paving Stones

City breathing concrete, it gave an air of solitude
The cries remained to echo across the hood

With your eyes out there’s nothing to see
You can’t be born in this misery
With the lights down you can disappear
You cannot protect everyone you hold dear

She crossed a pile of paving stones, collected on the street
She stepped upon loose fragments and kept her eyes upon her feet

The men they forced an entrance, then they reclosed the door
Everything was quiet, remains were on the floor