Lockless

and when I moved

to the city

its wind 

knocked me

off my feet

and onto

the floor

for I felt

my body

was mine

no more

never holding

my friends

with the love

like I did before

more jaded

and broken

my compassion

leaving my body

more and more

every day

praying

to the coward

who let evil

run rampant

and touch

my heart

wishing I had

the divine power

to rain cosmic fire

on the wickedness

of this world 

shaving away

the evil from

the sinful

leaving them

with only

the highest form

of themselves

with only

the ancient God

latent in

every soul

wishing I could

stop evil-doers

from picking the lock

of another house

a soul has lived in

all their life

leaving them

with no say

of who

walks in