Wall
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Yes, the finely floating feathers
Floating in the sky
One of the feathers
Even caressed my eye!
Ye olde agua,
Frozen is dismissed.
Oh, my dear Elsa!
Let us dance, dance,
Forever more.
Living with anxiety is like living in an invisible box. It has 7 walls, one for every day of the week and a glass ceiling to remind you that you’ll never escape. The box’s name is fear.
Gil Scott-Heron
Question,
Did you ever realize who the biggest kingpin is?
They say real eyes realize real lies
Well the Revolution will not be televised
So, I was sent to open eyes
We haven’t much to call our own.
Not our eyes or our hair,
or our X chromosome.
Not our face or our fare,
or the places we roam.
Oh say can you see
By the dawn’s early light
Narcissism and bureaucracy
Have distorted our sight
Oh say can you see
Our criminal justice system favors the rich
America is the new China
I was built up like
The great wall of china
I am strong, powerful, impenetrable,
Fortified heavily until nothing can hurt me.
But like the great wall of china,
Oh say can you see?
By the dawn’s early light
The big wall towering
Over us all upright
Whose broad bricks
And bright clay
Build a wall! Our brothers and sisters of the South have thrived
Under the shadow of oppression, located
In the "land of opportunity," now fear for their future as they are
it's like a wall
and a wall is like a structure
because structures are made of walls
but only if we described our structure as something more as just walls
I sit facing this wall
This wall is all I see
I cannot move my head from left to right
In fear that I might miss something
Maybe when I look off
One time I talked to a stone wall,
and it was just like talking to you.
Except
without the interuptions.
I say,
Hey, Wall, what's happenin'?
You think you're trapping me,
I lay in my room, staring at a white wall, wondering if this is my last sight.
I stare at this white wall, blank and boring, yet filled with wonder.
This white wall encloses me.
Oh, the lovely corner,
a home and friend of mine.
Oh, the lovely corner,
your comfort is divine.
Oh, the lovely corner,
There's a brick wall that only we can see
and it's my fault that it came to be.
With a torch I set the bridge to flames
and then looked for someone else to blame.
"Because a wall is better than a gate."
Someone told me,build a gate around your heartand let whosoever inwho has the key to the lock.
Society.
Supposed being.
Supposed way.
Action.
Expectation,
Contemplation,
Judgement,
Wall.
I am looking at the wall.
Too high to jump,
Too dense to walk through,
Easy to go around.
But I can't make myself go around the wall.
I let myself stare telling me,
"You won't ever get past this."
I reach the bottom floor
and turn west, toward home.
If I hurry, I’ll make it back before
the kids, and Karrin’s lethal words
can question the hickeys,
burning like Red Stars.
I see a 'Wall'
Were images are reflected.
From the names.
Of those that went.
And met their fate.
They had no choice.
Or deferment.
From their fate.
Who hides behind this mask of mine,
The one given at birth so fine,
The one who wishes to fit in,
Yet identity sticks like a pin.
Through dance she moves effortlessly,
My True Self
My true self is a lion
A gorgeous one you see
When she stands up fierce as well as tall
You see the Iron Empress
Who standing tall, stoic, regal.
She hides the Carefree Clown
Who could entertain for hours.
She hides the Lovesick Maid
Blinded by love unrequited.
What exists beneath my curtain
What exists beneath the wall, the shield, the barricade
What extists beneath this bright smile
Beneath this laugh that lights up the world
What exists beneath my protection
I try to show you all the stuff I'm capable
But this wall is just inescapable
The wall has a name
But giving it a name, doesn't make it easier to tame
I tried crossing over it
Rising up to Be Unbreakable
Struck down
By lightning
Washed up ashore
Lay in exhaustion
I hear your anger,
I feel your cries.
I can smell the fear of histories repitition;
the thought of certain memories guard you heart.
You cannot forgive nor forget.
How could you?
It broke your mind,
Curling tight
my back facing the sun
knees to my eyes
and hands held tight
feet tucked under
pressed into the wall
hiding
fearing
not willing to face the day
With what westward fancy froze
Amongst the lengthy lines of prose
But what did perchance arose
But a rose?
A rose so sweet with yonder yore
Fraught with flights of fancy & more
These thoughts are strangers to my head,
These thoughts behind the wall
Where once stood nothing.
Now is hope
But fear, it still abounds.
Once again she stood, her mirror before,
Scanning the work that need be done.
'Twas time again to rise and face yet
Another day under the sun.
Suffocation, suffocation
Why must you be?
Must you be so vast
and prevent me from seeing?
Tight grips on my neck
Back against the wall
What will I do?
Each tear-
Another brick.
Each scar-
Another brick.
Each day-
Another brick.
I opened my heart to you-
Another wall entirely.
Will you help me build it?
