I was taught to sit on the wall
But the mighty Jericho wall fall
I saw it roll like a ball
As if it was cut with a saw
A wall that stood so tall?
Rebuild. I mean all in all
Employ the crane
A potential builder
Builder of harmony
Pivot, load and effort, its anatomy
Reality that seems phantomy
Mighty cranes
Your loads dismantle
Innocents seek refuge
No reason to exclaim gee !
Unbalanced forces
Unequal economies
Different colors
Dissimilar qualities
Interdependent
Back to site mighty cranes
Hang dialogues
Lift relationships and respect
Pick the pieces to build peace
Raise walls and not sides
Now mighty cranes
What are you after?
Why are you after them?
What can you do with them?
Dialogue ! Dialogue ! Dialogue !
I need my wall back
- Author: Osei Zion (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 2nd, 2022 09:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Peace, peace, peace, I cry, peace
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Nice write,take care,poet on
Thanks
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