The Wall Poem by Tango

Around you, you have built a wall,
sometimes it's low, sometimes it's tall.
All you ever do is peer over the top,
for you're afraid that if you go outside,
you will start to run, and never stop.

But come with me, for I am your friend,
take my hand, and hold it tight,
let me guide you, around those tricky bends.

As we pass along the way,
things will get better, and the sun will shine,
more, and more each, and every day.

Tango.