The Drive to You

Construct

Walls, Walls,Walls

Why are there walls?

I’ve climbed so many my finger are torn and warn

Why so many to get to you?

I’ve walk the mazes.

I’ve jumped the fences.

Still walls and higher fences

I stand here still in the piles of ashes

blow torch on

burning down the fences

the heat is intense

the passion rages

I will not stop…..

deconstructing decades of walls and fences

 

 

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