A Crumbling Tremendous Wall

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I walked for miles 
    down streets of walls searching 
for my destination,
          lost in a maze,
 a labyrinth going nowhere
     it seemed to me;
dark and gloomy,
      walls enclosed me
           in their dark ancient dampness,
     time ticked,
tick, tock, tick, tock
        sounds faded
 existence seemed faraway
      and I was captured;
              a prisoner of the walls
until I met a man
           and asked him for directions,
 I followed his words exactly,
       turn here and turn there
    and I did
     until I came
to the end of the walled streets 
   and faced
            a crumbling tremendous wall
     THE WALL-   ended my journey,
but not really
       as I had to turn 
               and retrace my steps,
back through that maze
                                 of narrow streets. 

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October 10, 2016

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Maurice Yvonne

Date: 10/24/2016 6:00:00 PM

I sense a deep meaning behind the literal translation of your words. Very suspicious that a man gave you directions to a crumbling wall. Great piece!