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The Russians built a wall. And why?
                                                                                                           Perhaps to try and show
                                                                                          The progress made by socialistic states
                                                                                              In building walls. But men would die
                                                                                        Upon this wall of hate, this wall of shame,
                                                                                             Crossing the barbed wire and the fire
                                                                                                   Of men who did not want to kill.


                                                                                  We have our walls, the walls that we have built
                                                                                               With the barbed wire of own minds,
                                                                                                    The walls of self-invented guilt,
                                                                                         The electronic fence of right and wrong;
                                                                                        And the ever winding, never ending, long
                                                                                                  Unyielding wall of Age and Time.


                                                                      We are the walls...we are grown-ups in a children’s game
                                                                      And yet our walls are worse.... they so separate our souls
                                                                              That climbing over the muck from which we came
                                                                                                       We must destroy ourselves.
                                                                                      Because we lack the guts of common sluts
                                                                                                       Our walls unclimbed remain.






                                                                             George Menezes
                                                                             (Professional Member)






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