Because Of The Wall.. Poem by Aboda Awed

In the sky of the Old City
A kite.
At the other end of the string,
A child
I can't see
Because of the wall..

Beside this wall, there are children,
Playing football.
I feel the innocence.
The ball is gone
Because the wall..

At the moring Im going to school,
bear my bag & books.
I cant reach there
Because the wall..

At night, its truobled dreams.
I dream of the wall in my sleeping.
NOW because the wall, I suffer..
NO for aparthied wall....