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That Fence


Up ahead, amid the dirt lies the fence. Tall and wide, black and tied it stands. It's forbidden, it's inhumane. For it separates people, and people's pain. Known as a barrier to hopes and dreams. Its slopes stretch out, ignoring yelps and screams. It prevents union, it prevents love, its prevents those thought unworthy that want to reach above. Two countries it marks, the end and the start. Two stories it sells, one is only hailed. Its existence must be slashed, for its time has passed. The future we must face, we must take down that fence.
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