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February 22, 2008
The Wall
They say that it is necessary
As they look the other way
Hoping to not see their eyes
Their sweet faces smudged with the earth
Their swollen, heavy hearts filled with hope
Government men, dressed in camouflage
The kind that never build bridges
Pushing their way into our world
“We are homeland security
We must seize this land”
... Who’s homeland?
From afar it looks so small
Stretching like a long, hungry serpent
Slowly and surely stuffing itself
With the solemn will of others
Closing the chance to dream
Souls lost in the vast, dry dessert
With thirst that will never be quenched
Give us your tired, your poor, your hungry
And we will put up a wall in your face
Our hearts spilled and our spirits empty
Fallen angels, broken dreamers
Posted by kay at February 22, 2008 02:36 PM