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The Berlin Wall
Drenched in tears, I wrench in response to the pain I sense.
Caused by wrong desirers, walls, guards, and the electric fence.
Put here to stop free choice by man,
To keep him from becoming all that he can.
To hold imprisoned, crushing hopes and dreams.
To in flick hurt and pain, I can hear the screams.
Today, though they’ve been torn to their foundation,
They, once again, become a free people nation.
They now have hopes and dreams, both the young and old.
Thanks to many that died and many that were bold.
The challenges will be hard, but their hearts are filled,
With a burning desire, their lives to rebuild.
Copyright ©
Bill Baker
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