Just a Wall
an empty wall lays bear
Not a lick of paint
Not a layer of wallpaper
No floral in sight
The wall is cold and still
brick by brick it decays
in each groove a layer of dust
Dances in the breeze
Not even cobwebs
Nor the tiniest of spiders
Have laid to rest
Not upon this wall
It is not a room
No other walls stand by it
Nor does a roof
Just a wall decaying in rain
Seasons come and seaons go
The wall stands all alone
Where did it come from?
No one knows
Where will go?
somwhere below
this lonely wall
Standing empty and bear
Faces come to see the wall
they sit on it
they lean on it
and they kick it
But no one knows
Just how it feels
Standing on its own
sunrise to sunset
Birds visit the wall
They squeel and squak
flitter and flatter
but the wall stays empty still
To you and me this may be a wall
Its rough exteior is quite content
The wall exits for no purpose
But any existence is a purpose
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