A Shattered Wall - Poem by Vinh Hoang
The black cloud remains,
their men still endure,
their presence disturbs people like you and I,
their existence bearing a problem,
and their annoyance still persists.
It is a foul way they spread,
they try and try but never give in.
Yet they have known
our wall shalt yield,
it will stand as our will still holds on.
Soon we grow weak.
Their numbers multiplying,
our numbers fading into the mid day sun,
as the unthinkable has begun.
Soon we will collapse,
like a fallen tower.
The walls have been fell,
and thus we were forced,
to become one with them.
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