Brick by brick, the wall rises and looms
Didn’t we just tear it down?
Mortar, brick, stone, gravel, and dirt
Piled on top, higher and higher
Building the wall back up
Didn’t we just tear it down?
Why is it that every time we clear the rubble,
Every time we can finally reach each other across no-man’s land,
When our hands can finally touch,
Why is it, then, that you decide to start rebuilding
Your damn wall?
And why is it every time the wall is rebuilt that you call for my help to tear it down?
And why am I pulling on my gloves?
Why am I grabbing my shovel?
Why am I so willing to break my bones and see my blood run
Just to help tear down a wall
That you will just rebuild?
©KaylaAnnAuthor
© KaylaAnn and KaylaAnnAuthor.wordpress.com, 2018. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to KaylaAnn and KaylaAnnAuthor.wordpress.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.
KaylaAnn 