Walls
The wall separates
the inside and
outside...
On one side
the wrong,
on the other side
the crooked...
Who the wall builds,
realizes it's right..
intends to separate
the good from the bad, imagine
who is able...?
There is a wall that separates
love thing...
wall that separates
thinking thing...
separates lives
out of fear,
separates people
for unloving...
the wall divides
life in sides:
the hiding side
and the danger side...
the side of the refuge
and the street side...
The truth is that
all we have
walls... wall
built inside
of us...
we need to take down
this wall ,so that
we will not stay
solitary anymore !
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