I see all these things
that are occurring
and find it amazing.
How can it be?
I am an artist
I am a poet
I’m trying to tear down
all the boundaries;
I’m trying to bulldoze
the walls that separate
people from each other
but even this noble aim
remains a joke
as I can not even
knock down my own walls;
the ones that isolate me
and keep me at a distance
from everyone I meet
I shall continue anyhow
I shall tear down the walls
beginning with the ones
I constructed
to imprison myself
5-2-93
Walls
.
Built brick by brick
to protect, to defend all
things private
and priceless,
walls.
.
Moss grown, ivy
coated, supporting
years turned decaded
holding up thick roofs
like pillars, walls.
.
allets
12-31-20
715p
.
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nicely done follow up
nicely done follow up