One By One
Block by block the retaining wall,
for man to hold back Mother Nature.
Climbs up the bank, where mud slides,
just a feeble temporary cure.
Block by block for solitude,
that I might stay behind alone.
Made from anger and contempt.
My emotionally carved stones.
Drop by drop the water erodes,
the carefully laid barrier.
Man should know his lesson by now,
against nature he is inferior.
Tear by tear my wall weakens,
still strong yet with invisible chinks.
Sooner or later something must give,
a total collapse is on the brink.
And then it happens, the wall gives way,
to saturation and pressure.
Nature is free to run the hill.
I cry for there is no pleasure.
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