Walls and hope!

There are limits on the desires for dreams,

Or are there?

Aren’t they just walls, to silence the screams,

To keep out wants, unfair?

It’s when one reaches the finality of what one wants,

That you grapple with the walls of can’ts

Or are they walls or just the boundaries we’ve drawn?

Don’t after the game, they go back to the same box, even the king and the pawn?

The walls show no mercy no love.

But when all one needs, don’t they…

Shoulder a cry, suppress the sigh, keep an unsigned vow?

And too, the questions out of the way

When one has nothing left to say?

Then there are walls, tough as lies,

When hurting your knuckles wouldn’t be wise

But devastate the wall that now stands grown

Just in the way fundamentally built down

Involve the logic, not the trick

You bring them down, brick by brick!

How exemplary can walls built be,

That is high so to keep a thicket turmoil free;

But also adequately short at rest

That allows the breeze, the sunset to nest!

As to building confining walls in the mind,

Let’s build no walls, but bridges that bind.

No wall be too high, to deep, to cold,

When destiny let play and hope to unfold.

Higher than walls are hope we along bring,

For, to hope is after all a very good thing!