Camouflaged droplet
The blockade sways and,
the bricks are tumbling.
It is the initial hint,
Of a wall crumbling.
An intense unyielding power,
It leaves everything undone.
The cracks spread through,
Weakening the blocks one by one.
It would be a vain attempt,
To fight against this force.
For it uses all means to enter,
Without any remorse.
Will it revert to its origin,
If the wall refuses to fall?
Would it be a naïve loss,
If it doesn't return with a humble call?
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"Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out... but to see who cares enough to tear them down"
-Susan Barnes
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the bricks are tumbling.
It is the initial hint,
Of a wall crumbling.
An intense unyielding power,
It leaves everything undone.
The cracks spread through,
Weakening the blocks one by one.
It would be a vain attempt,
To fight against this force.
For it uses all means to enter,
Without any remorse.
Will it revert to its origin,
If the wall refuses to fall?
Would it be a naïve loss,
If it doesn't return with a humble call?
________________________________________________________________________________________
"Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out... but to see who cares enough to tear them down"
-Susan Barnes
