Thursday, November 10, 2005

The Wall

The tongues contorted
bended and twisted
hardening into a wall

(The Wall)

I find me
my body
tensing and fidgeting
slouching and crouching
shattering a myth

(The Myth)

The myth that divides we to you and me
colonialising the minds
apartheidising the hearts

The myth that mocks impossibilities
make believes realities
drowns the scraps of epiphanies

Before exploding
Exploding (like) like Hiroshima sleeping
Killing the myth
Bringing down the wall

(finally free)

but on the other side of the rubbles
Alas all I see
A forming wall of blood and steel

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