The High Wall

High wall made of sand and stone Not hill, Barbed wire high fence Not by the farm and garden, Iron high rods surrounded Not the cage of ferocious animals, Here and there high walls stand Not natural borders Where is no a point-gap How will I cross to go the other side? My only kin lives over there To whom I have much bargainings for many days I have only taken in danger but not given Now time and chance to repay all But the high wall is obstacle, Light and air easily cross the wall The birds have no fear Nature is ever free No any obstacle But between you and me a high wall.