One Mississippi
One Mississippi,
Two Mississippi,
Your fingers slipping
Out of my hand
Your footsteps
Going farther away
I wonder why you built
The wall you did
And what it’s made out of.
Three Mississippi,
Four Mississippi,
Your voices echos in the air
And your memory lives
In photographs
I want only
One Mississippi
To hear you say
My name or hear you say
You won’t leave,
When you run.