We build walls around ourselves; sky high walls with no openings; only cracks through the wall where only a few can slip past; the rest in anguish; desperately trying to get through; they’ve dug tunnels and scaled the wall to no avail; they are met with resistance and their hearts break because while they try to get closer to us; all we can do is build walls. Only until we dismantle our own walls; piece by piece can they reach us and their broken hearts can be mended.


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9 thoughts on “Walls

  1. Very true. I like how you decided to write about this being the state of our nation currently. Walls are never a good thing. They represent fear in my opinion. We build them emotionally and physically to keep others out. What we need in th IG s world is love, understanding and compassion. Thank you!

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    1. Thank you, I want to write about how walls don’t work on a political level but I don’t like to create controversy and instead I focused on the personal walls we build to keep others out and the hurt we cause. I am guilty of this and I think a lot other people are as well. I am glad this poem resonated with you


      1. Yes, I completely understand!! I have had times in my life when I built walls and all it did was hurt me. Kept me away from those that loved me. You are a very gifted writer and I enjoy your posts very much❤


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