Sacrifice

In Nepal there is a wall, where people go to complain of all that did befall them, in that domain They write grafiti there, pull their hair, and have a fit in their scrawl they blame the wall, on it they spit and hit Although the wall doesn't fall, it won't last long under such abuse It chips and cracks under their attacks soon the stones will be loose But the wall doesn't care at all, It only does its job It does its best to resist the test, whether one person or mob