The Watchman

I am the watchman
I am the postman’s ride
I got the shotgun drive
Down at an early age
I am a vessel
I am absorbatine
I am a regular
I am community
I am digging in
I will circulate
I am taking notes
Sometimes a broken case
But I will find the good
Behind the doors inside of me
I know I’ll see the good
In all who I meet
I have a building heat
Always beneath my tires
And I pray to God
It never goes away
I want to have the strength
Of my mother’s heart
I want to have the warmth
Of my mother’s heart
I want to have kindness
Of my mother’s heart
I hope to hold the love
Of my mother’s heart
One day
One day