'The Wall' Poem by Trevor Valentine

'The Wall'
by Valentine

I see you approach
I do not know you
I take care
I defend
I build one brick
In the wall
Just in case

We talk
We talk some more
We laugh
We share
We enjoy
We smile
We trust
But do we?

One brick
Is more than enough
Surely

Are we
Who
We say
We are?

Or are we cloaked
Deceiving
Hurting
Hunting
Devil like
Lurking
Waiting
Just ready
To pounce?

Am I she or he
Or he or she?

We test.

Out of the blue
A crossed wire
Another brick quick
Just in case

But then suddenly
A small
But a real
Grenade

Where did it come from?
Bricks bricks
What did I do?
Bricks bricks
More bricks building
Ten feet high
And six feet deep
Until I'm safe
And secure
And you cannot
Hurt me
Or can you?

The fear you wreak
Is as real
As a stab
And I wretch physically
At the sight of the
Metaphorical blood
And the pain
You cause

You no doubt know,
It is your plan,
You do not care.
For you,
It is just
A-sadistic-pleasure

But know this, my friend
You cannot hurt me
Now
Any more
For I rise above you
I stand tall
And look down
At you
On the other side
Of my wall

One day
When you have gone
Trodden and defeated
In Hell
I will peek over
And ask
With a smile
Do I really need
This wall?

The smile will say it all.