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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I agree. walls are more of a protection for yourself. But you should be willing to let others in, otherwise, the wall will never fall down. Interesting poem.
Interesting poem. Walls...
someone feels that they are opening up, more then ever before...because of someone else, who is reaching deep within them causing this...without remorse?..or they r maybe unable to recognize that it may cause remorse to the person subjected...and/or maybe the person subjected doesn't realize that the breaking of the wall within them needn't be a cause of remorse. Nice poem. Love the quote too...
Interesting poem, and interesting title too... Not only would it be a vain attempt to fight against this force that is entering, but the subject should also realize that the force is good for it and helps it see itself in a different light. The force is too strong for the wall to refuse to fall... Love the quote. :)
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