my heart
musings and confusings
Monday, February 6, 2017
when walls
when walls are built
are voices heard
as they echo their
angry words.
when walls are built
do we stare ahead
at the blankness
with joy
or with silent dread.
when walls are built
that
love cannot penetrate
only hate
will permeate.
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