Poetry?

@Adoniah (7515)
United States
December 3, 2007 9:09pm CST
The Weakness of Stone There's a wall. It surrounds us, protects us, Keeping out pain and annoyance. Nothing can penetrate it. We are safe. No one can encroach on our space. Building walls becomes fanatical. We do it without conscious thought. Walls cannot hurt anyone. They are strong. We beome weak and build more walls. Wall building becomes uncontrollable. How do we live without walls? How do we let someone in now? What do we do if we need someone? We build more walls. We turn ouselves to stone Published D.R.
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