A New Home

A new home

Waiting to go home to my house in Algarve, 30 years after 
the Berlin wall fell with the blessing of Russia, in case you forgot.
In the meantime, more walls were constructed mainly in Israel, 
stopping Palestinians wanting to home, we dislike talking about
This is because of the political Holocaust.
The wall between the house and me, old to age, to live life deep 
in the Paradis.
The Chinse wall is a tourist attraction, the ugly Israel walls will 
one day is building material.
There are many unseen walls among classes the rich build walls 
so, they can avoid seeing what is the result of their wealth?
The hope is to tear down all walls whiles we wait.

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