Short Walls Have Ears Poems

If blue
Could choose
Then how does blue do
If air could breathe
then would we
If walls have ears do they hear;
And if air flies, then why can't I;
If all be said, this I say do, be true;
NO wonder then this is why I'm blue;


5/7/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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Into harsh terrain they ventured,
From drainage to a marsh.
Healthy brothers suddenly died,
By an unknown deed.

Saints went to hell,
For the land disliked them.
Desperate for what to tell guardians,
Anger was the seed that was planted,
Roots began to grow,
Where provoking and poking were the fruit it bore.

Those who had never spoken ill,
Now found life to be hard.
But walls have ears,
They hear all conspiracies whispered....

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