Prison Wall

Prison Wall

by t.a.mayes

There was a man who set out to build a wall

He thought and he planned for it never to fall

Starting out on a dull day laying the first upon ground

Finest bricks one could imagine, no other could be found

Toiling and laboring, a solid fortress he set to make

Each one mortared securely, there would be no mistake

Higher and higher this strong wall did rise

His intentions were clear, there being no disguise 

To keep people away, no one is welcomed, keep out

His heart was cold, a wall of hatred constructed about

Until one day too high, his ladder no longer reached

Compassion gone, refusing to love as Jesus had preached

Still angry at the world he sought some relief

Drinking and drugging soon led him to a life of grief

Til one day his body began to fail, his soul in despair

He pondered some help but could he so dare

He was tired of the booze and tired of the dope

A voice he barely recognized gave him a thread of hope

Raising his arms up he prayed God to show a way

To escape his self made prison no longer could he stay

God did lift him high so that the man made a discovery

A happy, joyous and free life he now had in recovery