The Wall

walls, we raise high
thick smoke in our eyes
fenced by convictions

we then crawl to scale
on its greasy surface
aching to glimpse the light
we made into salvation

a wall exalted
a wall condemned
a wall made to aim

a wall thickened
by the wheels of time
until a storm razes it down
to see the remote heaven
made of air we pined, a light, pious

no different than the one
within our walls

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