World of Walls
Mother, mother, tell me please, the way it used to be
When people all around the world once lived in harmony
Tell me how they looked and dressed, were they short or tall
Tell me of the fun you had before they built the wall
Do you think your friend’s the same as in the photograph
The faded one you carry, where you and she both laugh
Did the children play our games when we were still all friends
Could there not have been a way, for all to make amends
Was their music much like ours, can you recall a tune
And how you danced together underneath the giant moon
Tell me how they cooked their foods, about the spices used
And of the taste you loved so much, when all the flavors fused
And how about their languages, the sounds that their words made
Do you still remember or did they sadly fade
Fear and anger built the walls of massive steel and stone
They said we would be better, divided and alone
But now there’s a consensus that is spreading through the land
That all the people, everywhere, are going to take a stand
So mother please, do not be sad, the talk around the town
From all the people, everywhere, the walls are coming down
Copyright © Samia Ali Salama | Year Posted 2021
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