never been alone…
i have always been accompanied by a soul,
the soul of a Dream, for now and forever,
that we All must Break Down the Wall;
i have looked around, far and wide,
and looked beneath, and at the sky very high,
i have traveled the land and roamed the woods,
and seen that it's man who creates the wall;
bestowed upon us is a Village so sweet,
we could create here, many a path that meet;
and yet, we have created many a walls, ,
and keep creating new ones to beat them all;
how can we, then meet ! !
how can we, then greet any or all! !
the walls which we keep building to protect
do actually keep stealing the freedom from us all;
are we really as slick as we think ! !
what are we trying to stall?
and why do we forget after all! ! ! ! , that
the walls, however tall, will eventually fall;
Fall, as they will,
Men, then will yield;
or shall we yield now! !
to prevent
the greatest fall of all.
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