Walls that Close Minds
I call that change come to us,
by us,
for us,
change of the the eyes that don't trust,
and misjudge,
and sum up,
without a single word spoken.
Gone do i want the wall that,
board up,
and hoard up,
peoples ability to see past individuality,
and creativity,
to embrace art love.
So with my art I shall,
create a wrecking ball of of beauty,
to obliterate these walls.
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