The Wall

Written by: Isioma West

We haven't spoken in so long
The wall has been built up
Big and strong.

But now I'm reaching to You
And I feel no sign coming.

Is the wall too high,
Can you see me?

Do You realize I need a guide?
I've been gone so long, I hid.

But now I'm here
I need a sign.

I'm reaching up to You
Please hear my cries.

Now I realize all the pain inside
Now I know what it feels like...
To have light, but also hear nothing.