“Walls have fallen before.
Berlin wall was so easy.
We clapped, and cried happily,
yearning for a souvenir piece.
But, when the thunder shook the world
and the graceful towers turned to
monuments of barbarism,
walls that came down, down
joining ceilings, vaporizing bodies
and souls, the tragedy hit home like a
pain of my own.
And each day I look back
in the dark alleys of my mind
at walls that captured a
corner of our existence,
speaking shiningly to
every passerby.”