Fifty Poems: Towering Wall


One day upon the morning sun,

the old man fell, the young man laughed,

I ran to assist the man,

but the daunting wall prevented me,

the wall was towering,

the wall was intimidating,

all I could see through, was a small crack…

I had to tear the wall down, I had to.

 

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