The woman in the white Ford van
Is aching for a song …
She turns on a country station,
But the ones they play are wrong.
She flips to a gospel station —
A commercial is on the air.
She parks the van,
Walks to the back,
And kneels herself in prayer.
She wants pain set to music,
Deliverance set to rhyme,
The questions, without answers, rolling ’round time after time.
— Poem by Rani Kaye, all rights reserved