There are walls surrounding my garden
protecting the flowers and the plants from
harm.
But I cannot help but notice,
that the walls that protect this garden
are so high
higher even, than I initially can see
that they deprive the plants
of that food which we all need,
that light that shines
and makes us flourish.
And I cannot help but notice
that the barbed wire that
hangs ornately around the top
of these walls makes my neighbors
into my enemies.
But all the same I keep it.
I keep my walls and the barbed wire
and I keep my garden inside.
Though I know they'll never reach
their full potential...
I just can't tear down the wall. |