THE WALL
Strong stands she: the wall,
Stood still and strong and steadfast
In her purpose - to stand, it seems.
Why? Unknown to all who pass, and she;
Yet still she stands, unwavering
In her apparently perpetually pointless purpose.
Cracks pierce this sturdy structure,
Cracks carefully crafted by earthquakes, wars
And the boys and girls relentlessly bouncing
Rubber balls against her in children's games,
Wearing her down. They don't care.
No one notices tears trickling, tarnishing
Her strong structural stability.
They paint over the stains.
Surrounded by these friends,
Alone the structure falls.
Strong stands she: the wall,
Stood still and strong and steadfast
In her purpose - to stand, it seems.
Why? Unknown to all who pass, and she;
Yet still she stands, unwavering
In her apparently perpetually pointless purpose.
Cracks pierce this sturdy structure,
Cracks carefully crafted by earthquakes, wars
And the boys and girls relentlessly bouncing
Rubber balls against her in children's games,
Wearing her down. They don't care.
No one notices tears trickling, tarnishing
Her strong structural stability.
They paint over the stains.
Surrounded by these friends,
Alone the structure falls.