7xx7

They were 40 years old
The doubted had ceased
And they’d have to for this
To take our homes the walls
The very pride of our city
We’d approach the city at dawn
Everyday that week for a single jaunt around the city
We’d travel seven times and on the seventh time times seven
To displace their belief in safety
To disrupt ours of obtaining
So carry out quietly
Solemnly, the fate of this city
Shh
So I kneel focused, reverent to
The cleansing of this body
I lap the water seven times upon my back
The faucet roars
My arms disconnect
My skin unintact
This body wants something
These walls they hold nothing